I was throwing up, my body was shaking, I was feeling so cold, and my head was hurting. I'm sweating. This feeling is so familiar, like a tightness in my chest that feels like it'll kill me at any moment.
"Gruvv, Gruvv!" Andrew called me and dragged me out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He pulled me in tight and let me sit on the floor, and I tried to catch my breath.
"Damn it! Gruvv! Come back!" Andrew let out a squeak and I looked at him. My body stopped shaking for a second.
"S...Shiloh.." I said in the midst of my breath.
Andrew put the medicine in my mouth, "Swallow it, swallow it!" He's begging, and I can feel his hands shaking as he holds my mouth closed. I tried to swallow it.
