When The Lights Go Down

Quarantined

Bailey’s Inner Monologue

This sucks… right now everyone is off enjoying lunch with the cast of the new movie and I'm stuck here in the stupid hotel room feeling like death. Upon hearing my coughing fit Mom told me I couldn’t go to the lunch that I needed to stay put and rest…essentially grounded for being sick…what parenting skills 

(Bailey text) fuck my life

(Sam text) aww whats wrong

(Bailey text) I’m sick for no reason at all so I've been banished to my hotel room while everyone has a fabulous celeb lunch ☹

(Sam text) you are sick? ☹ calling you…

*a moment later B’s cell rings*

(Bailey) hey, arent you at school?

(Sam) lunch…you don’t sound so hot

(Bailey) yea well I feel worse than I sound…how is school, has Jake given you any shit?

(Sam) Jake is staying as far away from me as possible which I think is wise….he looks real pretty by the way…broken nose… black eyes, busted mouth and three cracked ribs

(Bailey) GEEZ

(Sam) he got off fucking easy if you ask me…I just didn’t want to keep you standing in the rain

(Bailey) well I'm glad to hear he isn’t messing with you

(Sam) I can take care of myself…your trip came at a good time. This way you don’t have to be around him. I have to go, lunch is over…call me tonight when you get to LA

(Bailey) K, bye

later… in LA

Bailey’s Inner Monologue

Before when I felt like I couldn’t possibly feel worse….I was wrong. Lets add deaf to my list of problems…the tour bus is starting to be more and more appealing as the main form of transportation we had finally reached our hotel and were entering our rooms when I was greeted by a loud painful POP which brought my right ear back in function

(Bailey) *POP! Grabs ear* FU…

*Nick quickly covers B’s mouth*

(Mom) what was that?

(Nick) nothing!

(Mom) *warning tone* B, you better watch it…

*Nick quickly grabbed B‘s hand and pulled her into the room*

(Nick) if you don’t watch it mom is going to beat your ass…she’s seriously had it with you

Ok admittedly I’ve been pushing it since we left Canada. I was slightly bitter that Mom made me miss the cast lunch because of being sick and I’m a little cranky when I’m sick…who isn’t? So I did backtalk a couple times and roll my eyes when she was talking to me because I couldn’t frickin hear her and she knew it yet she just kept talking. She knew I didn’t feel good and she was picking on me on purpose.

*B slumps down onto the bed and goes into another coughing fit*

(Nick) *messing with the coffee pot* you sound horrible…did the doctor look at you yet?

(Bailey) no, its just my throat, its all scratchy and its itchy and it makes me cough …what are you doing? 

(Nick) making some throat coat *Nick pours two cups and hands one to B*

*B takes the cup and takes a few sips and lays down on the bed, Nick sits his down as well and lays down beside her, she soon snuggles into his shoulder and is asleep*

When I woke up Nick was gone and it seemed like it took him forever to get back from the studio. Livie and I laid around the room watching tv being completely bored, the doctor came by and gave me a once over and I sipped throat coat hoping for a miracle.

Later that night….

(Bailey) Wait, WHAT!

(Dad) only for a couple of days until you are better…with such a short production time we cannot afford for the boys to get sick.

(Bailey) so what…I can’t see Nick until I'm better? You are quarantining me like some disease patient? I'm not THAT sick

(Dad) I think you are being a little dramatic 

(Bailey) you think I’m…ARGH! Why did you even bring me on this stupid trip if all you were going to do was leave me alone in the hotel room every day!! 

*B grabs her phone from the table and runs out of the room*