Feeling Justin's hand come up to the side of her face Beth was surprised but it felt nice. His hands was soft...it was warm on her skin. Much different from what Beth would of expected. But she liked it and it sent a warm feeling up and down her spine. It was like nothing she had felt before a closeness she denied herself from anyone, till now.
Hearing Justin's comment about a pillow with a heartbeat Beth could feel her face grow warm once again as she chuckled a little. She'd never been used as a pillow before. Bringing her hand to Justin's face Beth runs her fingers lightly over his skin and his eyes.
"I guess its good I make a comfortable pillow. Though I have to say your the first to ever use me as one."
Shaking her head a little bit Beth leans her head back against the couch closing her eyes. In a little bit she would get up and get Justin something for his fever again just right now...she felt so comfortable, so warm, she didn't want to move and break this moment that might not last very long.
Letting out a sigh as Kip shakes his head not to her mention of food Karla wished he wouldn't be so heard headed and would just have at least something. She had to think of something, some way to at least make keep feel a little better and get him to eat something.
Getting to the drive threw and making sure Erik new what she wanted Karla waited till the food was passed out. Her stomach gives a growl reminding her that she hadn't had anything to eat since yesterday either. Hearing Kip's own stomach growl Karla gave a shake of her head and quirks an eyebrow.
"Your not hungry and your tummy is growling."
Taking a chicken nugget Karla gives a grin before waving it in the air like a airplane flying it here and than making little noises along with it.
"Come on Kip, the airplan needs somewhere to and dock as least one of them and from the sound of your stomach I think it could use rocking airplane to give that singing tummy a better tune."
Karla gives a small smile just hoping that Kip would at least take a little bit if not the whole thing. His body needed to heal and needed the nutrient to do so. So little was better than nothing.
Answering her phone Alice gives a smile. It was Kyle again and though this was one of many times today he'd called she liked it now as much as the last. Just to be able to hear Kyle's voice while they were apart was enough to put a smile on any damp mood.
"Hey Babe. I think coffee sounds like a great idea I could definitely use some. When you guys get closer just let me know and I can meet you over at Gran and Gramps."
Kyle had filled her in on what had happened to Kip so when anyone asked she could give them the full story and not only part of it. Her hear when out to there younger friend. To know someone of his age or anyone elses age had to go through something like this was heart breaking. Not to mention to think what Erik, Karla and Kyle were feeling seeing it first hand. A big hug was in order for Kyle that was for sure.
"I love you Kyle so very much. Get home safely...ok?"
12/1/10
Stubborn
Something like a soft chuckle comes out, though Justin still struggles to calm himself down. "I haven't had a.... a panic attack since I was a kid," he admits ruefully.
Just sitting still and waiting until Beth returns, he leans back and pulls the blanket tighter around himself. Taking time to sit up and nibble on a couple crackers and take a few small sips of juice, he does his best to do what he's supposed to, even though nothing made much sense right now. It all seemed foggy and distorted. Reality was close enough he could see it, but it was just out of reach as his fever raged.
Leaning back again with his eyes closed, the cold cloth on his forehead felt so soothing. The attack seemed to be subsiding as well. He couldn't remember when he'd felt this sick, but most likely, he hadn't had someone around to take care of him like this. In his feverish state, Beth's presence felt... nice.
With eyes barely open, his hand comes up to brush the side of her face. His touch was light and gentle - a contrast to his demeanor that he always kept so guarded. "You don't have to be so nice," he mentions quietly. Sighing, his hand drops. "I think... sleep... is good."
Shifting around, he tries to make sense of the tangled blankets, but gives up before sinking down to lie on his side, his head is in Beth's lap. "Pillows with heartbeats are the best," he mumbles. He felt so hot and cold and his head hurt so badly. But this was comfortable. This was safe.
Kip was grateful for Karla's encouragement - he really was. He just... didn't care about anything else though. He didn't care if he should eat - he didn't want to. He didn't care if the doctor told him to drink - he didn't feel like it.
Any other time, he would have loved sharing a milkshake with Karla. But tonight... all he wanted to do was forget he even existed.
He shakes his head, refusing the offer.
Erik pulls into the drivethru, making sure Kyle was still following, and places their order. He gets himself a meal and Karla's nuggets with a drink too, then goes ahead and adds a small shake. He knew Kip had said no, but maybe if they got one anyway, Karla would be able to work her magic.
Once their food is received, Erik waits for Kyle to make it through the line as well before pulling back out onto the road. After getting his own food out of the bag, he hands the rest back to Karla.
Kip kept his eyes closed and cringed at every bump in the road. Bed would feel nice, but part of him didn't even want to face Gram and Gramps. It was bad enough that the others knew what had happened... now they would too and they'd know just what kind of family he'd come from. That was something he rather would have kept to himself.
The scent of food wafts through the car, and though his stomach felt queezy, it growls with anticipation. It hadn't received nourishment for days. Kip has no control over his mouth watering, but he stubbornly keeps his eyes closed.
Keeping an eye on the road and on Erik's car in front of him, Kyle drives and sips the pop he'd gotten. Using one hand, he fishes for his phone and calls Alice for the fourth time today.
"Hey, Babe." He smiles as he hears her voice. "We're not going to make it back 'til late but... I was wondering if maybe you'd want to go out for coffee or something when I get back? I'll need a ride anyway once I drop of Kip's car at Gram and Gramps."
Just sitting still and waiting until Beth returns, he leans back and pulls the blanket tighter around himself. Taking time to sit up and nibble on a couple crackers and take a few small sips of juice, he does his best to do what he's supposed to, even though nothing made much sense right now. It all seemed foggy and distorted. Reality was close enough he could see it, but it was just out of reach as his fever raged.
Leaning back again with his eyes closed, the cold cloth on his forehead felt so soothing. The attack seemed to be subsiding as well. He couldn't remember when he'd felt this sick, but most likely, he hadn't had someone around to take care of him like this. In his feverish state, Beth's presence felt... nice.
With eyes barely open, his hand comes up to brush the side of her face. His touch was light and gentle - a contrast to his demeanor that he always kept so guarded. "You don't have to be so nice," he mentions quietly. Sighing, his hand drops. "I think... sleep... is good."
Shifting around, he tries to make sense of the tangled blankets, but gives up before sinking down to lie on his side, his head is in Beth's lap. "Pillows with heartbeats are the best," he mumbles. He felt so hot and cold and his head hurt so badly. But this was comfortable. This was safe.
Kip was grateful for Karla's encouragement - he really was. He just... didn't care about anything else though. He didn't care if he should eat - he didn't want to. He didn't care if the doctor told him to drink - he didn't feel like it.
Any other time, he would have loved sharing a milkshake with Karla. But tonight... all he wanted to do was forget he even existed.
He shakes his head, refusing the offer.
Erik pulls into the drivethru, making sure Kyle was still following, and places their order. He gets himself a meal and Karla's nuggets with a drink too, then goes ahead and adds a small shake. He knew Kip had said no, but maybe if they got one anyway, Karla would be able to work her magic.
Once their food is received, Erik waits for Kyle to make it through the line as well before pulling back out onto the road. After getting his own food out of the bag, he hands the rest back to Karla.
Kip kept his eyes closed and cringed at every bump in the road. Bed would feel nice, but part of him didn't even want to face Gram and Gramps. It was bad enough that the others knew what had happened... now they would too and they'd know just what kind of family he'd come from. That was something he rather would have kept to himself.
The scent of food wafts through the car, and though his stomach felt queezy, it growls with anticipation. It hadn't received nourishment for days. Kip has no control over his mouth watering, but he stubbornly keeps his eyes closed.
Keeping an eye on the road and on Erik's car in front of him, Kyle drives and sips the pop he'd gotten. Using one hand, he fishes for his phone and calls Alice for the fourth time today.
"Hey, Babe." He smiles as he hears her voice. "We're not going to make it back 'til late but... I was wondering if maybe you'd want to go out for coffee or something when I get back? I'll need a ride anyway once I drop of Kip's car at Gram and Gramps."
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