Chapter 7
Madison Conner.
06:50 - Conner house. - Madison's room - USA - Washington.
I'm woken up feeling very cold all over my body, I try to get up from the floor, but my effort is in vain, because I can't.
- Damn!
I noticed that my voice sounded a bit strange, my whole body felt heavy, maybe I'd caught a cold.
Of course I caught a fucking cold, I had a rain shower and ended up falling asleep in my wet clothes on this cold floor, I'd be surprised if I didn't get sick.
I tried one more time to stand up and finally succeeded, I dragged myself to the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror, my God, I look awful. My eyes are swollen from crying so much yesterday, I'm much paler, and my body feels really hot.
I rest my hand on my forehead and sigh when I see that I have a fever, but I don't want to stay here in this house, I'd rather get sick somewhere else than here, because he might beat me up just for staying at home, I'm sure that if I'm beaten up my body won't be able to take it.
I'd better take a cold bath to try to ease this fever.
I started to take off my clothes from yesterday, they were still a bit damp, I put them in the laundry basket and stood under the shower, turned on the tap and closed my eyes as the water started to fall on my body, I hugged my body very tightly, this water is freezing.
I felt an enormous urge to cough and I couldn't hold it back, I started coughing heavily, I leaned on the wall to hold myself up and continued coughing. I took a deep breath and decided to speed up the shower process, lathered up my whole body and then rinsed off. I turned off the shower and walked over to the sink, my expression getting worse and worse.
But I have to go to college, I don't want to stay here, I really don't.
I finished getting ready with a lot of difficulty, it was very hard to put my pants on, since when I bent down I felt a bit dizzy, then I put on a sweatshirt since I'm very cold. I picked up my backpack and realized I was weak, I couldn't even lift it.
I left the room and walked slowly down the corridor, I went down the stairs very carefully so as not to fall, I don't see my father anywhere and that made me very relieved.
I don't have to make his food, I'm not even hungry, what I really feel is like throwing up.
Today I decided to go out the front door and sighed as I felt the cold wind on my body, I closed the door and went down the small steps, I started walking towards the college walking very slowly, as my body is too weak to walk fast. My head is so heavy, my body hurts a lot, I'm noticing my breathing is very labored.
I started to feel very hot halfway through because of the sweatshirt, and I took a deep breath when I felt a chill run through my body.
I woke up suddenly, feeling cold all over. I tried to get up from the floor, but my efforts were futile as I couldn't stand up.
"Shit."
I realized that my voice sounded a little weird and my whole body felt heavy, maybe I had a cold.
Of course I had a fucking cold, I'd gotten caught in the rain and ended up falling asleep on this cold floor in wet clothes, it was no wonder I wasn't sick.
I tried again to stand up and finally succeeded, I dragged my tired body to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, oh my god I looked awful.
My eyes were swollen because I had cried so much yesterday, my face was much paler and my body felt hot.
I put my hand on my forehead and sighed when I saw that I had a fever, but I didn't want to stay in this house, I'd rather be sick somewhere else than here.
Because I stayed at home, he might beat me, and I'm pretty sure my body wouldn't be able to take it if I got hit.
But I had to go to college, and I didn't want to stay here, I really didn't.
I had a hard time getting my pants on because I felt a little dizzy as soon as I bent over, then I put on a sweatshirt because I was cold. I grabbed my backpack and realized I was too weak to lift it.
I left the room and walked slowly down the stairs, careful not to fall.
I didn't have to cook for him, I wasn't even hungry, and all I felt was like throwing up.
Today, I decided to walk out the front door, feeling the cold wind blowing on me, I sighed and closed the door, walking down the small steps, I started to walk towards the college, walking slowly because I was too weak to walk fast. My head was heavy, my body ached, and I noticed that I was breathing heavily.
I started to feel hot halfway through the walk because I was in my gym clothes, and I took a deep breath when I felt a chill run through my body.
Damn it, why now?
My vision was getting a little blurry, I needed to stop and take a break, but I didn't want to be late for college, I had to be on time. Trying to cough, I put my hand to my mouth, and when I pulled it out, I saw a little blood.
I wiped the blood on my dark jeans and continued to walk towards the college, my feet hurt too much but I kept walking.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized how close I was, I looked to the sidewalk and didn't see any cars, I crossed the street safely and I was getting closer to the doors of the college.
"Madison." I heard my name calling and saw Hayley walking towards me.
I replied, "Hi." I couldn't help but grimace as I felt a pain in my throat.
She stopped and looked at me.
"Madison, are you okay? You look pale." She asked worriedly.
I blinked a few times, trying to focus.
"I'm ...... It's okay." She ended up placing her cold hand on my forehead, startling me.
"Oh my god, you have a fever, Madison! You desperately need to go to the hospital." She slid her hand up to my cheek.
"I'm... I'm fine."
"Is something wrong?" We look over and her husband is walking toward us.
"Honey, she has a fever." She was worried.
"I'm not..."
Hailey gave me a serious look
"I beg your pardon." Dominique spoke and put her hand on my forehead.
I felt a shiver run through my body.
"You have a fever, you need to go to the hospital." He said without removing his hand from my forehead.
My vision started to blur.
"Madison?" I heard my name called from far away.
"Madison!"
That was the only sound I heard before I passed out.