Chapter 16
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The N.C. Daily Dreamer
*Nick*
I heard banging outside, but I didn't bother checking to see what it was. Shelby was still wasn't back yet and it was 4:30 in the morning. I couldn't sleep so I was watching t.v. After a few minutes of wondering what the banging had come from, I stood up and walked to the door. I slipped on my adidas sandels and my heavy coat as I opened the door. I looked out and saw nothing, but as I stepped onto the pavement I saw a figure on the ground. I rushed over to it and saw it to be Shelby. He head was in her hands and she wasn't moving. I felt for a pulse. She was alive, but she was freezing. I wondered how someone could sleep in twenty degree weather. Instantly, I slipped off my coat and wrapped it around her as I lifted her up. She squirmed a little and rested her head on my shoulder. Once we were in the bus, I laid her on my bunk since Sean was in her's. "Shel, Shelby," I whispered in her ear, but she didn't wake up. Pulling her suitcase from under her bunk I opened it and grabbed a red No Fear shirt and red and blue plaid pajama pants. I didn't really feel comfortable changing her, but I had to 'cause she wasn't going to wake up anytime soon! Once I changed her, I went to put the the dress in the clothes bascket under the bottom bunk on the other side of the room. but I smelt something and discovered it smelt like alchol. That jackass got her drunk, that's why she didn't come back sooner. All I could think of was whether or not she slep with him. I payed not. I knew James was no good, but if Shelby knew too, she sre wasn't letting on! I pulled the covers up to her shoulders and brushed a few strands of hair from her face. Before I shut off the light, I checked on Sean and crawled in beside Shelby. Why was this happening? I deserved Shleby, not James. Right? Or was I just being selfish. Ar around 5:20 I drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
*Shelby*
My eyes opened slowly adjutig to the light. I looked beside me to see Nick with Sean on his chest. I guess Sean woke up and wouldn't stop crying. My head was throbbing and I was freezing. All the sudden a wave of ausea hit ad I scrambled to the bathroom. Hew was I suppose to do an interview with Teen People like that? I laid my head on my arm that was propped up on the toilet. I felt like shit. Literally! Aoucple minutes ticked by and I heard the batroom door shut. The next thing I knew, I was pucking my guts out. Again. I felt a hand at my back gentely rubbing it. I knew it was Nick and it soothed me a little. His hands went to my stomach ad gently pulled me back to him. I rested my aching head against his chest as he handed me a wet washcloth. I wipped my face as his fingers ran tenderly over my stomach. "You feel any better?" he whispered in my ear? "No. I'm cold, my head huts, my nose is stuffed, and my throat is soare," I mumbled closing my eyes. "You have a hanng over and a cold. You fell aslee outside last night." Nick grabbed my hair from the sides of my face and pulled it back and held it up from my neck. "Oh. Is Sean still sleeping?" "Yeah. Come on. Lets get you back to bed." He slowly eased me up and helpd me to the bunks. "But I have a photoshoot at 2:00 and it's 12:00 already," I told him. "Shelby, you're not going like this. I'll tell Mark to call and cancel." Mark was my new manager. "But..." Nick's right indes finger went to my lips and hushed me. "No but's. You're staying in bed today, end of discussion." He lifted me up and put me on his buck. I decided not to argue because I knew I didn't have the energy. I just laid back under the covers while Nick pulled them over me. "I'm going to take care of Sean, but do you want some tylenol?" "Yeah." I nodde my head rubbing my eyes. "Okay. I'll be right back." A moment later Nick was back with a bottle of water and two pills. I quickly swallowed them despite the pain in my throat as I washed them down. "Thanks." I pulled the overs tightly around my freezing body. Nick's hand went to my forehead. "You're really war. Burning up, literally!" He pulled his hand back and walked out. I groaned fromt he pain I felt asll over just at Nick came back in. After kissing my forehead, he laid a damp cloth on it. "Good night, good afternoon. Whatever!" he smiled at me and I smiled slightly back. "Yeah." He stroked me cheek lightly and stood up. Nick picked Sean and his diaper bag up before disappearing into another area of the bus.
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