You were curled up in bed as you heard your several older brothers all shuffling around the house, and your little sister running.. what time was it?? You felt all warm and melty- like you had a fever.

Pete walked into your room, shaking you roughly to rouse you from your sleep.

“ Wake up kid, we’re already late for school- “

You groaned and mentioned your feeling of a fever, to which Pete rolled his eyes and felt your forehead.

“ Whatever dude- lemme feel your- SHIT. “

He yanked his hand away- you were burning up!

“ M..Ma-! I- “

He called for your mother, but then stopped.

“ No. Look kid- We don’t got the money for medicine, and you can’t stay home, cmon, get up. “

He yanked you up, and the room spun while Pete rummaged through your closet, trying to work out an outfit for you.