POV SWITCH
HEATHER'S POV

My chest was hurting a lot lately, and I couldn't really remember why. I just knew it felt like a donkey was sitting on me, crushing my lungs, and squishing my entire body into my bra. There is a boy next to me, but I can't remember his name. My chest hurts too. I had something to tell these other people here. I can't remember what it was, hm. I need my pills. I don't remember what they're for. I want them though. I wish I could remember. Wait, remember what? Is there something next to me? Ouch, my center part of the body feels weird. There are blobs moving around the room. I wonder what they are. What was I thinking about? Hm, I'm sleepy. That's a funny word. There's something I want. Hm, what was it again? I think I'm gonna go sleepy.

POV SWITCH
RAY'S POV

I really wasn't feeling good when I woke up. I had a thick layer of sweat covering my body, and was shivering like crazy. My throat was sore, and my chest was rattling when I breathed. My headache was a full blown migraine now, and I didn't have my migraine medicine with me. Jeremy wasn't next to me anymore, and when I looked around, turning my stiff body, slowly, I saw him over near the "bathroom with a cup of water and a wet rag. He turned back towards me, and walked back over to where I was sitting, leaned against the wall. Kneeling down, he tried to set the wet cloth on my forehead. I tried to stop him.

"No, no I'm fine, really Jer, I'm-" I cut myself off with a coughing fit, already knowing he wouldn't fall for it.

"Oh please, y-you look like s-shit, sorry for c-cursing, b-but really, l-let me help." I laughed and gave in. He set the rag down on my head, and grabbed one of the blankets that had been on the floor, covering me under it. He handed me the water, claiming "fluids help," but I'm not sure if this was a normal cold. I rarely ever get sick, and when I do, it's easy for me to ignore it. This isn't normal for me at all, so why now?

"You're b-burning up, R-Ray."

"I'm fine really, please, stop worrying about me. I'm fine, we have to focus on getting out of here.

"You're n-not ok.

"Yes I am.

"Stop telling me you're ok when we both know you're not!" I stared at him in shock, he's never even raised his voice, and he didn't even stutter. His eyes were bulging, and he looked like a deer in the headlights, "I'm s-sorry, I-I just w-want to help y-you get b-better."

"Thank you Jer, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong. I'm sorry for not letting you help me." I smiled at him. A real, genuine smile.

"You need to eat something, it'll help, I promise."

He got up to go look for something, and I shoved my head under the blanket, groaning. The little bit of light from the room was like staring at the sun, making my head hurt even more. I know Jer was supposed to get me something to eat, but I'm just going to close my eyes for a minute.

Someone was shaking me awake, and I opened my eyes, groaning, and still feeling like shit.

"Ray you gotta get up." I heard Jeremy whisper. A ghost of a smile formed on my face at hearing his voice.

"It's nice to have your voice as the first thing I hear today," I whispered, not really thinking. I immediately shut my mouth, hoping my blush would just cover as the color from being sick. Jeremy was bright red.

"Thanks." I heard him mumble, "Anyway, sorry, I had to wake you up.

'Why, I'm tired," I groaned, and rolled back over.

"Ray, Ray there's someone new here."
A/N: it's like one AM and I'm posting haha. Don't forget to comment and vote if you enjoyed! Love you thank you!
Eliza Schuyler Hamilton 💙💙