It All Started With Hello [Book One In The Hello Series]

Chapter 67- Sick Day

"A small pack of pads and a small box of tampons. Maxi ones please?" Artemis groaned as I put her down on the couch.

"Sure mi amor. I'll be right back." I blew her a kiss. No way was I getting sick. I went inside the gas station and got the tampons and pads along with some Happy Tracks Blue Bell ice cream, a Hersey bar, and a Kit Kat.

"For your girlfriend?" The male cashier asked as he rang me up.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Bitchy around this time?" He asked.

"Yes. Well, bitcher." I nodded as I paid him.

"Poor you." He said and patted my shoulder. I just nodded and walked back onto the bus.

"I got you Happy Tracks ice cream, a Hersey bar, and a Kit Kat." I said softly as I closed the door behind the bus driver. Everyone just finished fueling the buses and we were ready to get back on the road from Las Vegas to L.A.

"Thank you, baby. You're so sweet to me." Artemis smiled as she took the chocolate, ice cream, pads, and tampons.

She started shaking.

"Are you cold, mi amor?" I asked as I felt her forehead. "Aye, mami! Estás ardiendo! You're burning up!"

"But I'm cold." She said. "And I have a headache and my fucking stomach is cramping."

"Oh, baby. I wish I could stop it all." I put a blanket over her and rubbed her temple and stomach.

"You're too sweet to me." She kissed my cheek then sneezed into her elbow.

"Eww! Don't kiss me! I don't wanna get sick!" I ran to the bathroom to wash my hands and face.

"Jackass." She groaned as she blew her nose.

"You know you can't perform tonight, right?" I asked as I dried my hands and sat on the floor by her head.

"Says who? I'm getting my ass on that stage no matter what." She coughed.

"No you're not. You are not going to hurt your health anymore." I scolded her.

"I don't care. All I care about is my fans and they'll be disappointed that I'm not there." Artemis sighed as she ate her Kit Kat.

"They'll just have to be disappointed then because I'm not letting you perform." I told her. Maybe I should shut up. I can see it in her face that's she's about to blow.

"You can't make me do shit! I'll do what the fuck I want when the fuck I feel like it!" She shouted at me. "I'm sorry."

"No I'm sorry. If you want to perform go ahead. I'll support you through whatver. Now, what music would make you feel better?" I asked her softly.

"Something soft and smooth. Maybe Usher, or Chris Brown. Trey Songz would be nice too." She muttered as she closed her eyes.

"Alright. Usher, Chris Brown, Trey Songz, a little MB, some Jacob Latimore, some Diggy, and some Jawan Harris. That's cool?" I said as I turned on her phone and went to her music playlist.

"Mmmhmm." She muttered. I quickly turned on her Male R&B/Hip Pop playlist and let it fill the bus. She sang softly as she drifted off to sleep. I called Keisha as Artemis slept.

"What's up, Prince?" Keisha answered her phone.

"Keisha, Artemis is sick, has a headache, and has cramps, but she still wants to perform tonight. What should I do?" I asked.

"Let her perform. She'll just bitch if you don't let her perform." Keisha said.

"But she'll get even worse." I complained.