Everything is fine (Eyeless Jack x Ticci Toby)

Chapter 7

I woke up around 5 AM. Turns out the feeling I had before falling asleep was my body warning me I was getting a fever. Great, just great. Not wanting to get out of bed, or at least not soon, I rolled over and tried to fall back to sleep. Which worked, sort of. I kept waking up every half hour or so, covered in sweat. It was hard to tell if I even slept at all, or kept being stuck on the verge of falling asleep. After a few hours I was woken up by an agitated Brian standing in my doorway.

''Toby. It's 1 PM. What are you still doing in bed? God it reeks of sweat in your room.''

He sounded irritated. Hoodie doesn't like it when I spend my whole day in bed. I looked up at him, he was frowning and had his arms crossed.

''Brian I--'' Pausing to clear my throat, since it was scratchy, ''I think i'm sick.''

My voice sounded weird. Hoodie's frown slowly relaxed to a more neutral expression. He walked over, sat down on my bed and put his hand on my forehead.

''Yeah, you got a fever Toby. Explains the smell of sweat.''

I closed my eyes as Brian caressed my head.

''I'm guessing you didn't sleep well.''

I shook my head, still having my eyes closed.

''I'll go tell Tim. Do you need anything?'' He asked calmly

''Maybe just a glass of water.'' I whispered, still having a scratchy voice.

''Alright. I'll be back in a few minutes.''

Despite being sick and feeling pretty bad, I was thankful for Brian. I love it when he's so calm and gentle. He always helps me feel better. When he was back with a glass of water I sat up so I could drink. Brian sat down on my bed again.

''Anything specific that's bothering?''

''Normal fever stuff I g-guess... Feeling weak, too sick to e-eat, my head feels heavy. Also i'm sweaty.'' I answered before continuing to drink the rest of the water.

''Hm. Okay. I'll crack open your window and get a wet cloth for your forehead.''

''Thank you Brian.'' I whispered.

Brian smiled at me, walked over to my window, cracked it open and left to get the wet cloth. He came back quick, put the cloth on my forehead, and left me alone to rest.

Later that day I decided to go downstairs to eat something. Walking, especially walking down the stairs, was difficult. I had to stop and sit at the bottom of the stairs to prevent me from passing out. I heard Tim and Brian talk in the kitchen. I slowly stood up and walked to the kitchen. They both stopped talking and turned to me when they saw me.

''Are you feeling better?'' Brian asked

''I don't k-know, not really.'' I answered

I sat down at the kitchen table and rubbed my eyes.

''Do you think you can eat something?'' Brian asked while putting his mug on the kitchen counter

''Yeah I'd like t-to try.''

I heard Brian grab a plate. A ringing appeared in my ears. I blankly stared at the table. Brian asked something but I couldn't make out what he said. I suddenly became dizzy. Everything went black.

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When I regained consciousness I was back in bed. My memory was fuzzy. Didn't I already wake up today? Or did I dream of waking up? I looked at the digital clock on my nightstand, I stared at the red glowing numbers. Then I noticed there was also a plate, glass and a note on my nightstand. I slowly sat up and grabbed the note. It was a bit difficult to read since the sun had almost completely set and I didn't have a light on. I held the note close to my face and squinted.

''You passed out so I brought you back to your room.

There's a glass of water and a sandwich on your nightstand. Stay in bed to rest.

-Brian''

Well that explains my fuzzy memory. I probably hit my head on the table when I passed out. Hitting my head mixed with me being sick isn't helping my thoughts stay clear. If it wasn't for that note I would've thought it was a dream. I put the note back on my nightstand and grabbed the glass of water to drink. Then I tried to eat the sandwich, hoping I wouldn't throw up. I started gagging when I had eaten about half of the sandwich, so I put it back on the nightstand and tried to fall back asleep.

It had been a few days now, I wasn't feeling much better. Brian has been taking care of me. Right now there's a heavy thunderstorm, which I didn't mind. Listening to the rain and thunder for a while was nice but I decided to get up and go to Brian's room. My legs had a bit of trouble with walking because I've laid in my bed so much, resting. I did do stretches and tried to walk in circles if my body allowed it. Still felt out of shape. Next to the storm and my quiet footsteps, no other sound was in the cabin. I arrived at Brian's room, silence was at the other side of the door. I slowly turned the door knob, walked in and closed the door behind me as quietly as possible. Brian was sleeping on his back. I crawled into his bed and hugged his arm, snuggling my face against his upper arm. A few minutes later a tired, half awake voice murmured:

''Toby?''

''Y-Yeah.'' I replied softly. Brian turned over to his side, facing me. Still murmuring, he asked ''Are you okay?''

Most of, if not all, the times I would crawl in Brian's bed would be because of a nightmare, panic attack or anything else bad. Right now it wasn't anything bad, I just lonely. Of course I was still a bit sick but nothing that bad.

''Yeah.. I just felt alone.'' I whispered

Brian rubbed my shoulder and then pulled me close to him. He made me feel loved, we have our differences but I feel like Brian truly cares about me.

For the past few days I've felt like such a fucking leech. I could barely even take care of myself. Brian did so much for me. He always does so much for me, does his best for me. What do I give in return? Nothing. Because that's what I am. Nothing.

''I'm s-sorry for always being so much work.'' I whispered

A wave of sadness and guilt washed over me, I tried to fight back my tears, but it was to no use, the tears won. Quietly sobbing into Brian's chest made my twitching worse. He rubbed my back.

''Shhh it's okay Toby.'' He whispered

I tried to focus on listening to the rain hitting the window to help calm me down while Brian comforted me. I eventually fell asleep.