Touch Me

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I was nearly out of food. I couldn't buy any more since I didn't have a job yet. In my best attempt to conserve the little bit of food I had left, I hadn't eaten in days. I'd rather have a few bites this week, and a bit more to spare, than a full meal once and nothing ever again.

It made my stomach hurt like hell, I was constantly lightheaded, constantly nauseated, but there wasn't much to be done. I need to save what I have.
I put on some clothes, but they weren't exactly clean, due to the absence of water at my house. The cleanest I had. I walked as slowly as possible out the door, meeting Kevin. He seemed taken back by my appearance, but didn't comment on it immediately

"Hey, Sunshine..." He greeted me

"Hey.."

"You feeling okay? You don't look so good, Man.."

"I'm sorry.."

"No, I just mean.. you look like you might be sick or something.."

"I must be tired.. I'm feeling fine" I insisted

"Alright.. didn't sleep too well?" He started walking and I followed

"No, I guess not."

He walked much faster than I did, despite that he was recently in the hospital. I'm not sure if he was going quickly or if I was just going very slowly. I was severely shaking from the lack of food, but disregarded it, trying to catch up to Kevin. I jogged up to him as quickly as I possibly could have.

"Wait up!"

My knees were wobbling as I tried to catch up to him.

"You alright?" He turned around to wait for me

"Yeah... just.. just a little slower, I..."

As I attempted to catch my breath, I felt my knees give out, everything in my vision flipping to a shade of gray.

My eyes snapped open to find Kevin hovering above me, shouting my name.

"Connor! Connor, Buddy, are you okay!?"

"Uh.."

"Sunshine, what the hell happened to you?!"

"I-I don't.. What's going on?"

"We were walking and you collapsed! A-Are you okay?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine..." I attempted to stumble to my feet, but Kevin held me back down

"What happened? Did you get enough sleep? Did you get enough food? Are you sick? Did you take any medication?" He seemed terribly frightened

"I-I don't know."

"Did you eat today?"

"Not yet."

"Yesterday?"

I shook my head

"Jesus Christ, Connor, when was the last time you ate?"

"Uh.. three days ago... Maybe.. I-I'm not sure..." I looked away

"Connor..!" He scolded

"I'm sorry!"

"Why haven't you eaten?"

"...I'm running out of food"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't afford to buy food.."

"Are you serious?" The concern in his eyes grew

I nodded once again

"Alright, come on." He said, pulling me onto my feet, turning me back around "I'm taking you home" He replied, keeping a firm grasp on me in case I collapsed again.