Tired

ONE MONTH LATER
Angel’s point of view

“Ang come on, look like you’re awake,” said Drew to me. We were coming home from our classes on a Thursday afternoon and I just couldn’t seem to keep my eyes open. I was so tired; I had no idea why.
“I am awake, sorta,” I told him.
“Yeah right,” he scoffed and opened the door. The first thing I did was go up to my room, plop onto my bed, and close my eyes.
“Are you okay?” asked Drew coming into my room behind me.
“I’m fine, just tired that’s all,” I told him rolling over to my left side. “Just let me sleep a little and I’ll be as awake as ever,” I added.
“Okay, but don’t forget, Nick is coming in three hours to pick you up,” he reminded me.
“Yeah I know,” I told him. Drew then quietly exited my room. In a matter of seconds I was asleep.

Nick’s point of view

“Hey Drew,” I said when Drew opened the door.
“Hey,” he replied and moved so I could come in.
“Is Angel ready?” I asked walking into the foyer.
“I have no idea, I haven’t heard from her since she fell asleep after school,” said Drew shrugging.
“She fell asleep?” I asked confused.
“Yeah, she’s been doing that for a week already. Just coming home and going straight to sleep. I can barely wake her up in the morning now, she’s always so tired,” he replied.
“Strange,” I commented.
“I know, hang on, I’ll go see if she’s ready,” said Drew and ran upstairs. He came down five minutes later. “She was still asleep,” he told me. “She apologizes but she said that she’s too tired to go anywhere,” he added.
“I don’t get it,” I said shaking my head. “She’s usually so full of energy. You think she may be coming down with something?” I asked.
“I don’t think so, I asked her if she felt okay, and she said that she was just tired,” responded Drew.
“Well, I guess I’ll go,” I said turning around. “Tell Angel I’ll call her tomorrow,” I added.
“I will, bye,” said Drew.
“Bye,” I replied and walked out into the cool night air. I wondered what was wrong with Angel. She was usually more awake than I was.
I entered my house just in time to hear the phone ring. I made a dive for it and managed to grab it before the machine picked up.
“Hello?” I said out of breath.
“Hey Nick,” said Brian on the other end of the line.
“Oh hey Bri, what’s up?” I asked.
“Just reminding you that rehearsals for our tour start tomorrow,” said Brian. I had completely forgotten.
“Thanks, I needed reminding,” I admitted.
“I’m so sure,” said Brian chuckling. “What are you up to anyway?” he asked.
“I just got back from Angel’s house. We were supposed to go out tonight be she said that she was too tired,” I replied.
“But she’s usually so hyper,” observed Brian.
“Yeah I know, that’s the weird part,” I said sitting down on my couch.
“Maybe she doesn’t feel well,” suggested Brian.
“I don’t think so. Drew asked her that and she said that she was fine, just tired,” I told him.
“Hmm, she’ll probably be back to her old self tomorrow,” said Brian.
“I don’t know, Drew said that she’s been like this for a week already.”
“Strange.”
“Don’t I know it,” I said sighing.
“Well, I gotta go. Don’t forget, rehearsal tomorrow bright and early at seven, don’t be late,” said Brian.
“I’ll be there,” I said. We said bye and hung up. I grabbed my remote control off the coffee table and leaned back against the couch. I turned on some basketball game and started watching it, while trying to keep the nagging thought in my head that something was wrong with Angel out of my mind.

THE NEXT DAY
Angel’s point of view

I rolled over in my bed and squinted at my alarm clock. It couldn’t have been time to get up already. But my alarm clock clearly showed seven in the morning. I didn’t even have the energy to sit up. All I wanted to do was stay in bed and sleep the entire day.
“Get up Ang,” said Drew coming into my room. He had apparently just woken up himself since he was still in his boxers and tank top that he slept in.
“I don’t wanna,” I whined. “I’m tired, I just want to sleep, besides, I feel like crap,” I informed him.
Drew’s face immediately turned into one of concern. He came up to me and put his hand on my forehead. “You have a fever,” he said frowning.
“Great, just what I needed,” I groaned.
“Maybe I should make a doctor appointment for you,” mused Drew.
“No, don’t, I’ll be fine, it’s probably the flu or something,” I told him quickly.
“Does anything else hurt?” he asked.
“No, but I’m pretty sure the fever says it all,” I said.
“I guess, okay, go back to sleep,” said Drew and then walked out of my room. I gratefully buried myself deeper under my comforter and went back to sleep.

Drew’s point of view

I was very worried about Angel. I didn’t understand what was going on with her. I wished that she would change her mind and go see a doctor. But unfortunately, she was of course very stubborn, plus she hated doctors, as did I.
During the entire time I was in classes that day, I couldn’t concentrate. I kept worrying about Angel. As soon as I got home, I immediately went to check on her. I discovered that she was still asleep. I couldn’t believe it, it was almost four in the afternoon, and she had been asleep since seven.
I decided that it was time for her to wake up. “Ang, get up,” I said gently shaking her.
“Drew, go away,” she mumbled half asleep.
“No I won’t go away,” I told her. I put my hand on Angel’s forehead and frowned as I realized that her fever was higher even though she had been asleep all day.
“I just want to sleep,” she protested and turned away from me.
“No way,” I said shaking my head. “Here,” I said giving her a thermometer, “Let’s see how high your fever is.”
Angel groaned but put the thermometer into her mouth. Two minutes later she took it out and I looked at it. It said 103 degrees. “That’s high,” commented Angel.
“No kidding,” I said sternly. “Let’s see if I can knock it down myself,” I said and placed my hands on her. About a minute later I was done and I felt her forehead again. It was cool. “Feel better?” I asked.
Angel nodded. “Somewhat, but I’m still tired,” she said.
“Well, you’re not going to get less tired by sleeping all day. In fact, that’ll probably make you more tired. So get up,” I told her.
“I don’t wanna,” she whined.
“Too bad,” I said and lifted her out of bed and set her down on the floor.
“You are such a pain in the neck,” said Angel grumpily.
“Yeah yeah, I know, that’s nothing new,” I said rolling my eyes. Angel unhappily dragged herself into her bathroom and closed the door.
She came out five minutes later and plopped onto her bed again.
“Ang come on, get up already,” I told her sternly.
“Drew, I feel like crap, I do not want to get up,” she stated looking at me. I placed my hand on her forehead and realized that her fever had come back.
“How is this possible? I just got rid of your fever like five minutes ago!” I exclaimed.
Angel shrugged. “Maybe you’re losing your touch.” She then lay back down and closed her eyes.
“I’m not losing my touch, Ang, you need to see a doctor, something is wrong, and it’s not just the flu,” I told her softly.
“I hate doctors,” she replied.
“I know that, but there’s no other choice,” I said sighing. “I’ll go make you an appointment,” I added and walked out of the room. I then proceeded to call our regular doctor but I was only able to make an appointment for Tuesday and it was only Friday. I hoped that Angel would not get worse till then.

TWO DAYS LATER
Brian’s point of view

“Nick are you okay?” I asked concerned since Nick had been sitting and staring into space for ten minutes now.
“Huh? What? Oh, I’m fine,” he replied hastily.
“You’re staring into space,” I told him.
“No I’m not, I was listening to you,” he said.
“Yeah sure, what did I say?” I asked pointedly.
“Um, something about…uh, something?” he guessed lamely. “Okay, I wasn’t listening,” admitted Nick. “I’m just so worried about Angel,” he said frustratingly.
“She’s still tired?” I asked.
“Yeah, her fever is still high and she’s not getting out of bed at all, I have no idea what’s happening, neither does anyone else,” said Nick.
“Why doesn’t she go to the doctor?” I suggested.
“Drew made an appointment for Tuesday, but until then, no one knows what to do,” replied Nick. He then looked at his watch. “I’m gonna go over there and see if maybe she wants some company,” he said getting up.
“Okay, and tell Angel I said I hope she feels better soon,” I said walking him to the door.
“I will,” said Nick and left.

Nick’s point of view

“She’s still asleep?” I asked Drew after he let me in.
“Yep, I was about to go up and take some food to her, wanna come?” he asked. I nodded and we both went up the stairs to Angel’s room. Drew knocked softly but when he got no response, he gently eased the door open. Angel was sleeping deeply and had not heard the knock.
“Ang?” I said softly leaning close to her. No response. “Ang,” I said a bit louder. Still nothing. “Angel!” I said loudly. Nothing. “Drew, something’s wrong,” I said turning to him. I saw him concentrating and figured that he was trying to reach her mentally. Then I saw his face turn to panic.
“Nick, she’s unconscious!” he yelled and rushed over to Angel. He placed his hands on her and tried to wake her up, it wasn’t working. “Call 911!” yelled Drew and I immediately did.

A FEW HOURS LATER

“Why don’t they know what’s wrong yet?” I exclaimed out of frustration pacing in the waiting room.
Drew was pacing right next to me. “I should’ve made her go to the doctor sooner,” he said softly and I could hear guilt in his voice.
“It’s not your fault, we both know how stubborn Angel can be,” I said. We then saw the rest of the guys, their wives, and Kelly rush into the waiting room.
“Is she okay, do they know anything yet?” blurted out Kelly.
I shook my head. “Nope, the won’t tell us anything either.”
“This is not fair, she just survived the car accident, she doesn’t deserve to wind up in this place again,” said Drew as tears began to fall from his eyes. Kelly silently moved over to him and hugged him. They had become a definite couple in the last few weeks. They were almost inseparable.
“It’ll be okay,” said Kelly soothingly. But the truth was, none of us knew if it was going to be okay or not.

THE NEXT DAY
Angel’s point of view

I woke up with a painful headache and realized that I could barely move. I was so weak. I turned my head to the side and saw Drew sleeping in a chair next to my bed and saw Nick looking out the window.
“Nick,” I said softly. He heard me and immediately rushed over to my bed, waking up Drew in the process.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Tired,” I replied. “Do they know what’s wrong with me?” I asked.
“Yeah, a doctor is supposed to come and talk to all of us any minute,” said Drew with concern and fear in his eyes. I saw the same thing in Nick’s eyes. At that moment, a doctor came in.
“It’s nice to see you awake,” he said cheerfully, but somehow I got the impression that the cheerfulness in his voice was fake.
“What’s wrong with me?” I asked bluntly.
The smile disappeared from the doctor’s face as he took a deep breath and began speaking. When he was done I was in shock. I didn’t believe it, this wasn’t happening.


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