Last Friday Night ~ tamber

29 ~ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

I opened my eyes and moved my aching bones. Spending the night in an armchair wasn't a good idea. I feel even more tired than before. My back is literally dying. I had no chance of a sleep because Jill was constantly waking up. I had to bring her water so she wouldn't get dehydrated. She was sweating, whimpering, covering and uncovering the quilt. I knew this would happen so I didn't go to sleep in another room. She needed me. I had to help her. Maybe if I hadn't left her then...Maybe if I sat with her and listened to her, she wouldn't take more.

I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It's only seven in the morning. Maybe I can still sleep. But definitely not in this chair. I got up and stretched so that my bones cracked. I took a step and knocked a water bottle off the table. Shit. Jill opened her eyes and looked at me.

— I'm going to lie down with you — I said and came closer to the bed — Move.

— I cordially invite you — she said in a hoarse voice

I laid next to her and turned my back to her. I closed my eyes and sighed. It was such a damn tiring night. I brought her five water bottles and she drank almost all of them. She was shaking a lot so I had to run over to her to make sure she was okay. Luckily, she didn't vomit once.

— Amber.

— What? — I asked annoyed and opened my eyes

— I think I have a fever.

I turned to her and sat down. She is looking at me with her tired empty eyes. She has shivers and goosebumps. She looks horribly exhausted.

— Jill what have you done to yourself...

I placed my hand on her forehead. It's hot, she's right.

— I don't know if I can give you any medicine. I'll give you a cold compress.

— Maybe if I rub it in my gums...

— Don't even fucking think about it! — I threatened her — Get up, you're going to the bathroom with me.

I'll search her and get rid of any substances she's hiding. But I'll do it later. I don't feel like messing with her right now. I will also have to talk to her seriously. She used to doing drugs, a lot, but she always knew when to stop. However, there were those that she herself didn't touch and forbade me too. One of them was the heroin she took yesterday. Jill is who she is, but she used to have some principles she stuck to.

— Can't I stay here? And please, be quieter.

She buried her face in the pillow and clenched her fists tightly on it.

— I'm afraid you'll do something stupid.

— I won't, I swear — she moaned

— Okay. I'll be back in a few seconds so don't even try to get out of this bed.

— Of course mom...

I quickly went to the bathroom and soaked a towel with cold water. When I got back to the room, I just threw it on the girl's head so it slapped.

— Someone's in a bad mood — Jill said and I ignored that

She adjusted the towel and closed her eyes. I shook my head and decided to try to sleep. If I'm tired, I can't handle it. Why didn't I just drive her home? Why do I still care after this all?

— Can you hug me? — she asked when I laid next to her

— No.

— Please.

— No — I repeated and closed my eyes

A few minutes passed and I heard soft snoring. Finally. I shifted more comfortably, relieved to be in my bed.