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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 22:42:45 GMT -5
Zippy sat behind the desk at the bookstore, confused as to where David was. It wasn't like him to be late, and he was supposed to come get her from the store and then go to dinner.
As her shift ended, Zippy waited 15 extra minutes, but still no David. She didn't want to worry, but she couldn't help it. And it wasn't like his mother or someone else in the family was holding him hostage, because they were all visiting Aunt Louise in Charlotte.
She went back to her apartment to see if Dave had stopped by. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen him since yesterday morning (he spent the night with his family before he left). She gasped as she approached her door.
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Post by David on Feb 1, 2012 22:50:19 GMT -5
David was sitting on the floor outside her door, slumped against the wall. He was pale and sweaty, and half asleep.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 22:55:04 GMT -5
"David! Oh my gosh!" she hurried to him, kneeling before him and touching his cheek. He was burning up. "What's wrong?!"
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Post by David on Feb 1, 2012 22:59:31 GMT -5
He gave her a pathetic sort of pout. "I don't feel good."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 23:11:32 GMT -5
He didn't look so good either. "here, let me help you inside..." she unlocked the door and then helped him up.
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Post by David on Feb 1, 2012 23:15:06 GMT -5
He was weak and felt dizzy. "I'm so thirsty, Erin..."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 23:36:37 GMT -5
"We'll get you some water," she replied, placing him on the couch and then getting him some water. She handed him the glass, watching him.
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Post by David on Feb 1, 2012 23:43:28 GMT -5
He had to use both hands to hold the glass, having trouble drinking it. "Erin...I'm cold..."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 23:46:52 GMT -5
That was when Zippy knew something was terribly wrong. "Dave...I think you are sick, Sweetie. You are running a fever." she scooted closer to him and took the water glass away, feeling his forehead.
"Can you make it to my bed?"
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Post by David on Feb 1, 2012 23:54:21 GMT -5
David nodded, moving to stand up, then shook his head, sitting back down.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 1, 2012 23:57:00 GMT -5
"shit." zippy sighed and was about to grab her pillow when she shook her head. "I want you in bed baby." she stepped in front of him and held out her hand. "it's only a few feet, you can make it, you made it all the way here."
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Post by David on Feb 2, 2012 0:01:03 GMT -5
He nodded and stood up, grabbing hold of her arm to steady himself. He had to close his eyes a moment until the dizzy spell passed. When they finally made it to her bed, he all but collapsed on top of it.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 2, 2012 0:06:56 GMT -5
"Thank you," She said to him, and took off his shoes and pants. She helped him under the covers and added an extra quilt to the bed.
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Post by David on Feb 2, 2012 0:08:18 GMT -5
He shivered, starting to cough. "I'm gonna get you sick..." His eyes were already closed -- it took too much effort to keep them open.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 2, 2012 0:12:20 GMT -5
"Shh. Just relax. Were you in school today?" she sat down on the edge of her bed, looking at him.
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