Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 23:52:34 GMT -5
DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS
The sudden urge to rage over took my body. JJ enters my room with the glass of water in hand and hands it to me. With sleep still in her eyes she asks, “Can I go back to bed now?” with that innocence she has always had.
I nod my head and she disappears down the hall and into the guest bedroom. Well… her bedroom I should say. She basically lived with me now and I was totally fine with that. The water rolls over my tongue and by the time it hit my throat it was the perfect temperature for serving soup. “UUurrggghh.” I gag on the water a moment before spitting it on the floor.
What in the fuck? The water in the glass starts to boil and I place the glass on the night table next to the bed. I dart to my bathroom and rummage through the medicine cabinet until I find the thermometer. After placing the tip under my tongue, seconds pass and the digital thermometer starts beeping.
“Holy shit I’ve got a fever.” Speaking to myself was something I found myself doing very often these days. I felt fine. I didn’t feel weak or feverish. A second opinion was definitely needed so I leave my room and head to JJ’s room. “Shit.” My hand twists the door knob only to discover it’s locked.
On the way back to my room I turn on the air conditioning and set it to shut off at forty-eight degrees. JJ was gonna hate me when she woke up, but I was legitimately burning up.
The door to the bathroom was closed by my hands before I step into the already running shower. Cold water hits my skin and forces it to tighten around my muscles. The goosebumps were in full affect along with a few shivers. My body cooled down faster than I expected and I stepped out to dry off. My hand wipes the dew away from the mirror. “AAHHH!!” I scream at the sight of the large man standing behind me.
The door to the bathroom flies open and the bottom of the door smashes into my toe, ripping part of the nail. “Ow! SHIT!” JJ stands in the doorway with sleep in her eyes. “HOLY FUCK! Get me a band aid!”
I apply pressure to my toe with a towel to stop the bleeding while looking around the bathroom. Where did he go? JJ returns with a first aid kit and the bong. “Oh thank you.” She pulls the bong out of my reach. “Whoa! What’s up with that?” I ask with a little more annoyance than anger, but definitely both.
JJ grins and places the first aid box in my hand before sitting on the counter top and releasing the smoke via the bong key. She exhales a cloud, “Are you going to be alright Camila?” Jaylen asks with that sweet innocence in her voice.I glance up at her not sure of how to answer and go back to playing doctor to my big toe. Minutes go by and JJ continues to smoke while I wrap my foot. “My toe nail is gone completely. I guess that’s what I deserve after I forced you to take that superkick to the face last night.” I say with a half grin. “But you can’t, not pass me Mr. Meeseeks.” I explain to her playfully.
JJ smiles. “Whoops. I’ve become such a stoner. I literally sit in my room. And I smoke and I meditate. And then I go with you to Wrestle.” Her eyes were chinky as fuck. She looked like Saint Saito before and after the black eye treatment. I reach for the bong, “Hold up.” She says before taking another hit.
“Really?” I say out loud. She Smiles and exhales smoke at the same time. "I couldn't help myself." She manages to get out in between coughs. Smiling, I take the bong and take a huge rip of my own. “Something is not right JJ. Was it hot in the house when you were sleeping?”
"Not to me. I was very cozy. Do me a favor and get some rest. It'll make you feel totes better. Here." JJ places a bottle of sleeping pills on the counter top before leaving the bathroom. As soon as she left my attention was focused on the pill bottle. Was sleep necessary right now? What if I had another nightmare? What if I were in a nightmare right now? The voices were too real and everytime I heard the voice I wanted to rage. "...Do not fear...simply follow..." The voice whispers into my left ear, forcing me to look over my shoulder. There was nothing there but bathroom tiles and glass shower doors. "Come on Camila. Get a grip. Get a grip. Get a grip."
I turn around and am startled by the demonic figure standing before me. I open my mouth to scream and no sound is heard. Tears stream down my cheek as this horrible entity stares into my eyes and I stare back into his. "...Yes my dear... never fear..." the power of our eyes locking made me curiously moist. "...You're mine Camila. You're all mine. Come. Walk with me..." The intensity of his words matched the intensity of his stare. He had complete control over me and there was nothing I could do. Tears streamed down my cheeks and silence left my lips. The grip around my throat caused me to open up a bit and become even more aroused. On the cusp of passing out and having an orgasm I notice my feet are not touching the floor and suddenly I find myself in darkness.
My hands move around me rapidly, touching everything that is near. Softness and that delicate scent of detergent. Where in the fuck was I? Seconds pass and suddenly light shines on me brightly and there is JJ holding my comforter. "Wake up!! It's Miguel's birthday I'm about to take him to see the Power Rangers movie."
"How long have you been there?" I ask curiously.
"Only long enough to remove the blanket from over you. Do you always sleep so awkwardly? You were asleep on the bathroom floor earlier this morning. I tried to wake you but you were passed out. Like, I could've given you an elbow drop and you wouldn't have awaken." JJ explains. She looked adorable in her all white Chuck's, denim shorts, and black tank top with the acronym "HF1" on the front.
"I'm not sure. How long have I been asleep?" I ask curiously. JJ shakes her head as if she has disappointing news. "You slept for almost two days."
"Oh wow, must've been some good sleeping pills you gave me." JJ looks at me with furrowed brows. "I don't have any sleeping pills Mila."
"Yes you do. You left them on the counter top after we smoked. Remember, you ripped off my toe nail when you hit me with the door." I raise my foot up, showing perfectly pedicured feet and toes. JJ raises an eyebrow out of skepticism. "Are you sure you're feeling alright Camila?"
"I'm fine. I just must have been in a deep sleep I suppose. So we didn't smoke at all?" I ask seeking reassurance. "Yeah. I never even came in here. You were sound asleep for literally two days, I thought you were either pregnant or going through a depression. Axel Graves sent your plane ticket also. I assume you are leaving in the morning."
"Yeah, I am. Another moment to shine. You and Miguel have fun I'll get everything set up. Call me before you guys come back." I demand politely. JJ smiles as she leaves the room.
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"Bitch, you're wearing a muzzle because no one wants to hear you."
"You're in the darkness because no one wants to see you."
"You've got Malicious Almighty herself across from you because they've all paid to see your funeral and it ain't out of respects for the expiration of your soul. No, they paid to see your funeral because the battleground is about casualities."
"Consider yourself one of many. Despite falling victim to Saint Saito... Camila Martinez is still the most dominant female on the Union Battleground roster."
"They've got the TrenchWar belt on Layton..."
"...and the mouth on Saito..."
"...and neither of them is on my level of relevancy when it comes to overall performance."
"If Kira Izumi is the darkness of Lights Out then consider me the abyss that devours everything including the darkness. Do you think your mask and your cosplay outfit will make me back down? Your strategy of invoking fear has failed from the moment you were revealed to be my opponent on the card."
"Lucky for you, the Heiress to Hardknox has a special ass whooping written in her will just for you."
"Make the sacrifice... learn the path to salvation."
"Bitch, you're wearing a muzzle because no one wants to hear you."
"You're in the darkness because no one wants to see you."
"You've got Malicious Almighty herself across from you because they've all paid to see your funeral and it ain't out of respects for the expiration of your soul. No, they paid to see your funeral because the battleground is about casualities."
"Consider yourself one of many. Despite falling victim to Saint Saito... Camila Martinez is still the most dominant female on the Union Battleground roster."
"They've got the TrenchWar belt on Layton..."
"...and the mouth on Saito..."
"...and neither of them is on my level of relevancy when it comes to overall performance."
"If Kira Izumi is the darkness of Lights Out then consider me the abyss that devours everything including the darkness. Do you think your mask and your cosplay outfit will make me back down? Your strategy of invoking fear has failed from the moment you were revealed to be my opponent on the card."
"Lucky for you, the Heiress to Hardknox has a special ass whooping written in her will just for you."
"Make the sacrifice... learn the path to salvation."