i am up and doing circles, ANDIE

[teegan hauke]

teegan.

i am taken, i am yours
i am up and doing circles, i collapse

Being sick was never any fun, at all. Teegan hadn't been sick for at least a year or two and she was now remembering how miserable it made her feel. She layed curled up in her bed, a blanket tucked over her tightly. She had been talking to Andie for the majority of the afternoon but she told him she needed to go lay down because of how she was feeling. She was now running a fever and she couldn't stop coughing and her head throbbed. The fact that she had been smacking her head on the desk probably hadn't helped any and now, she was really paying for it. She sighed and groaned, pulling the blanket over her head, squeezing her eyes shut. This was too much and she was nearly dying from the squeezing she felt inside of her head.

With a slight yawn, Teegan sat up and scooted off the bed, wrapping the blanket around her like she were homeless or something and looked around before she stood up and shuffled her way into the kitchen for a glass of seven up. Yum. She kept the blanket pulled close to her as she opened the fridge door and pulled out the two liter and then searched around for a glass. Finally, she set it down on the counter and filled it three fourths of the way. She put the soda back and picked up the glass, staring into it. She was back to thinking about some of the things Andie had said. Was he wrong about her? Was she the last person he would ever expect that from? Well, she might have been but that didn't mean she didn't.

She didn't know what she felt, though. There was everything going on with vince but at the same time, Andie had always been there for her, been there whenever she had needed him. Sure, they fought a few times and it was often over something stupid and then they were right back to being fine again. And now, she needed him. She had never been so sick, ever and she felt horrible, like her insides were going to fall out or something. She set the glass down on the counter and bent over, laying her forehead on the cool marble. Ohh, that felt really nice. She looked up and snatched up the aspirin and popped it open, taking two out and swallowing them down quickly. When she finished the soda, she headed back to her bedroom, knowing that if he really was coming over, he'd let himself in like she told him to. She really didn't want to get up and answer the door. At all. She'd probably look like a zombie if she did.

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