LL Chapter 8
Sick days
I woke up on Sunday morning feeling like death warmed over. Dad came up to check on me and declared that I did have a fever and needed to spend the day in bed. So, that is exactly what I did. For the rest of the day, when I wasn't in the bathroom throwing up, I was passed out in my bed. The next morning, I thought that I was feeling well enough to go to school, even though mom was trying to insist that I stay home.
I should have listened to her. By fourth period, I was completely dog sick again and cranky was an understatement in describing my mood. I was ready to just call it a day and go home. I was sitting with my head down on my lab table when Bella sat down next to me and made the mistake of trying to talk to me.
"You as look as bad as I feel today." I tried to be civil, I swear, I really did, but I failed miserably.
"Well at least I have the excuse of being sick. You don't have a good reason for feeling for feeling or looking like crap."
"I didn't say that I felt like crap. I'm just exhausted. Tanya was fussy all night and I didn't get to bed at all. And you don't have to be so nasty to me."
"Like I said; no GOOD excuse. Your baby…Your problem."
"You don't have to be a complete asshole. Especially since it benefited you as I spent the whole night doing more research on our project and completed our final outline and plans. I made some changes to our original plans-"
"Who the hell gave you the right to change our project? Don't you think consulting me would have been nice instead of making executive decisions on your own?"
"Oh calm down! Nothing is set in stone, if you disagree with what I did, we can change it back. " She yawned and rolled her eyes before she turned her head and laid it down on the table and closed her eyes. I was just thinking that I was glad that we did not have a lab today because there was no way that either of us would have been alert enough to do well when the bell rang and Bella woke up completely and turned into Hermione Granger on speed. I swear she had an answer for every question that Dr. Banner asked and even had the nerve to clarify the answer that I gave to one of Dr. Banner's questions. My answer was correct and complete and I didn't need her butting in with her two cents trying to show me up. When the bell rang, I called her a bitch, walked out of the classroom, went straight to my car, and drove home.
I was sick and I angry that she would attempt to humiliate me like that. I spent the rest of the day and the night in bed as well as the whole following day. Most of the time I was awake I was stewing about that biology class. I was still furious with her audacity.
Finally by Tuesday afternoon I was feeling a little better, so I got up to get some juice from the kitchen only to find Bella talking to Mom at the front door. I stayed right where I was on the stairs, where I was hidden enough that I could hear their conversation but not be seen.
"I'm sorry, dear; he's really sick and has been in bed since yesterday. You shouldn't go anywhere near him. It would not be safe for the baby to be exposed to his germs."
"I know. The doctors made sure that I understood that her immune system is compromised right now. I'll go. I just wanted to drop off some notes I made on our project for him to look over, as well as some notes from class. I know how hard it is to catch up when you've been gone from class."
"Thank you Bella, I am sure that Edward will appreciate your kindness. You are just too sweet. I'll make sure that he gets these. I'll see you tomorrow at your house."
"Thanks again Mrs. Cullen for offering to watch Tanya. I appreciate it more than you know."
"It's no problem sweetheart." Then I heard Bella going down the front steps and back to her car.
"What a sweet child, it's a shame that she suffered the way that she has…" I heard mom muse to herself before she realized that I was now standing behind her. She handed me the notes and then checked my fever by using the old mom standard method of putting her lips on my forehead. Once she was satisfied that my fever had broken she went back to the kitchen to finish supper and I decided that lying down on the couch for a minute before continuing into the kitchen sounded like the best idea of the year.
When I woke up a couple of hours later, I found a blanket over me and heard the rest of my family at the dinner table. The smell of the food was making my stomach churn again so I high-tailed it back to my room. Once I was there I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Alice asking her to bring me some 7-UP when she was done eating.
I decided to stay out of school the next day for good measure but I returned on Wednesday. I had a lot of work to catch up on plus I still had yet to review the notes that Bella had dropped off regarding our project. I was wondering what she was playing at or what exactly she wanted from me by being nice and doing me a favor. Especially since I had been so nasty to her, I mean after the way I treated her why would she even consider being nice to me? She had to want something. But I was not going to go out of my way to find out what it was. If she wanted something from me then she needed to straight out ask me so that I could straight out turn her down. I was not going to play games with her or anyone else.
A/N:
Ok. I lied and I am sorry. I didn't get to reviews until last night and I hope that I got to everyone's review, I am sorry if I missed anyone. There are some great theories and at least one of you is close. Next update should be tomorrow.
As for FYH, if anyone has been to France or lives in France, if you could please contact me, I am looking for ideas for spending Valentine's Day in Paris.
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