I scream as I run down the hallway to my room. “Stop Alex. Stop.” I cry.
“I am going to get you.” He says.
Jason pops into my mind. I race to my room and get his phone. I run into the bathroom locking the door behind me. I find his number in Alex's phone. I dial it quickly. “Answer. Answer.”
“Yes, Alex.” Jason says.
“Jason it's Taylor. I am in the top floor of the Inn and I need help.” I say. Alex bangs on the door and I scream. “Please help me.” I cry to Jason.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
She locks me out of the bathroom and I pout, growling. I bang on the door a few times, but think that might scare her so I stop, waiting for her to come back out.
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I get out of bed and step out of the room before answering my phone, surprised to find that it's Taylor.
"What's going on?" I yawn, headed to the elevator before realizing I'm only in my pajamas, "What's the problem? Where's Alex?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“It's Alex. He is acting crazy. He said everything was shiny, pretended to be a cat and then started chasing me around the house. Please come up here now.” I beg him. “I think there is something really wrong with him and I am really terrified right now.”
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
The elevator stops at the top floor and I get off, walking straight into the first room I see, hoping it's theirs. I find Alex sitting on the floor, sweaty, before the bathroom.
"What the hell is your problem?" I ask.
He notices me and smiles, crawling towards me.
"I don't feel good, Jas," he mumbles, "And Taylor won't talk to me. She disappeared in the door."
He points to the bathroom. I raise an eyebrow and crouch, setting a hand on his forehead.
"You're burning up," I mutter, "Go lie down."
He hesitates before listening.
"Taylor, you can come out now. I'll heal him. He should stay calm during that," I call.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I slowly open the door and walk out. I go and sit in the seat across from Alex and Jason. “Thank you so much for coming up here and I am sorry I woke you up.” I say to Jason.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I shrug, forcing Alex to lay down and sitting on his stomach with my feet on the floor.
"You didn't wake Gem up, so all is well," I say, the tug at my gut barely affecting me once I set my hand on Alex's forehead, "And I'll sleep better tonight this way anyways."
I yawn again and close my eyes, focusing.
"Seriously though...he was acting like a cat?" I ask.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I flash a smile and shake my head, losing focus for a moment.
"He's feverish," I tell her with my eyes still closed, "I don't know why, or what he's sick with though. He was worse when we were little. Be thankful he didn't find a matchbox and try to breathe fire..."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I finish healing my brother and open my eyes, tired again. I motion Taylor over and stand, tapping Alex's shoulder. He looks at me funny, but doesn't say anything, exhausted from the healing.
"Pinch this," I tell her, doing so, "And he'll fall asleep."
He goes limp and I nod.
"Then...get a doctor to come see him. Make sure he's heavily dosed on some form of medicine," I say.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
He pulls me to lay down with him, so I do. It feels good to be with him now instead of running around the room. “It's okay. I am just glad you feel better.” I say laying on his shoulder.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind