Chapter
15
By Rachel
I lay in the
back of the cold plane, fighting the waves of nausea and pain that continuously
washed over me. I slowly forced myself to sit up, hoping the nausea and
pain would go away, and shut my eyes together tightly, hoping Kevin hadn't
noticed any of my actions, and waited for the pain and nausea to subside as I
had hoped.
I know I
shouldn't have been surprised when I felt Kevin sit beside of me and place his
hand on my shoulder, but I still jumped slightly. I slowly opened my eyes and
involuntarily let out a small moan as I clutched my stomach, where, along with
the feeling of nausea, there was also a burning sensation.
"You
okay, B-Rok?" I barely heard Kevin ask. I found myself nodding my
head "yes" and immediately regretted doing this when another wave of
nausea hit me full force, and I emptied the contents of my stomach out on the
floor.
"I'm
sorry, Kev. I didn't mean to," I stuttered, still clutching my
stomach.
"Don't
worry about it, Bri. It isn't your fault; it can happen to anybody," he
said as he rubbed my back as I started to heave again. When I was finally
done, I felt myself being lifted off of the ground, and I opened my eyes slowly
to see Kevin carrying me closer to where Nick was and lay me down gently.
"Rest, Bri. I will clean that up somehow," Kevin told me as he
ran his hand through my hair. "We all will be okay, got
it?" I nodded weakly in response and watched through half-open eyes
as he got up and walked towards where I was moments earlier. That was the
last thing I remembered before I fell asleep again, wondering what was
happening to Howie and AJ.
***
AJ slowly
stopped shivering in Howie's embrace as the minutes passed them by.
"You okay to go now, Aje?" Howie asked his best friend softly.
AJ nodded in response, even though he knew that he should rest because he was
still weak from being buried underneath the snow. His thoughts returned
to his three injured bandmates, and the thought of getting help for them
restored energy within him. AJ felt Howie rise to his feet behind him and
slowly got up himself, relieved that feeling had been restored to his weak legs.
The two best friends gathered up their gear and began walking yet again, so
caught up in their task that they didn't notice the dark storm clouds that were
yet again accumulating in the sky.
***
I woke up from
my dreamless slumber as the sharp pain I had slowly become accustomed to shot
through my stomach. I gritted my teeth together and shut my eyes tightly,
waiting again for the pain to subside. I looked around the plane when I
opened my eyes after the pain passed and saw Nick still asleep beside of me and
Kevin asleep in one of the seats. Poor
guy must still be exhausted, I thought as I rubbed my eyes and
yawned. I put my hand on Nick's forehead and frowned, realizing his
temperature hadn't gone down at all. If anything, it may have gone up a little,
but I realized I was too tired to get up and get the thermometer.
I sat back
against the seat Kevin was using, being extremely careful not to disturb him,
and welcomed the silence that surrounded me. Normally, I didn't like it
to be this quiet, but the silence didn't aggravate the migraine headache I had
suddenly developed while I was sleeping. I quickly got up from the floor
and hopped to the plane door, making it outside just in time to again empty the
contents of my stomach. I continued to heave twice more before I finally
stopped momentarily. I haven't ate much
of anything the last few days, what can I possibly be throwing up? I
thought as I bent over one last time and threw up again. I opened my eyes
and gasped. On the ground, I noticed small amounts of blood mixed within
the contents I had thrown up. The small amount was enough to cause me to
panic, and I quickly got up and hopped back to the plane, leaving the horrible
scene behind me.
***
