Yawning as I slowly stirred under the covers. I felt something moving upon the bed as it laid down beside me. I uncovered my head, long enough to see King laying in Dave’s place. He had headed out early to go with Rey to the autograph session. Last minute throw in for Dave, then he had to see the doctor. I decided to stay home and just relax. King laid his head upon my chest as I yawned, scratching him behind the ear. “If Dave sees you taking over his spot, your in for a fight King.” He looked to me as he snorted a bit as it to say, ‘He can try, but he won’t succeed.’ Looking out the window, seeing it was flurrying out. “God I’m not going out. Too damn cold..” Curling up in the blankets as I sighed. A few of us haven’t been feeling right since Christmas Eve night. Mom had gotten concerned cause it was both John and myself mostly, along with Dave and Rey. But they must of felt fine as they had both gone off to the autograph session.
I felt worse as I sighed, feeling King lick my cheek gently. “Give me a few King. I’ll get up.” King nudged me as I sighed, slowly sitting up. “Alright.. I’m up..” Running a hand over my face as I slowly got dressed into a pair of sweat pants, grabbing one of Dave’s hooded sweat shirts, pulling it on. It was huge on me, but it smelt so good. Burying myself in it as I grabbed a pair of socks, letting King out of the bedroom, heading downstairs quietly. Letting King outside for awhile as I made hot cocoa instead of coffee. Pulling the hood of the sweat shirt up as I walked into the living room, curling up on the couch with the mug in my hands. Putting the half empty mug down as I heard King scratching at the back door. Letting him in as I wiped his feet and the snow off his back, closing the door to the porch as we headed into the living room.
Finishing the hot cocoa, leaving the mug on the table as I laid down on the couch, curling up. King sat in front of the couch as he laid his head upon my outstretched arm. Petting him as I hid within Dave’s sweat shirt, after sliding on a pair of socks onto my cold feet. King nudged my hand to continue to pet him, I gave up after a bit.
He laid down as he got comfortable upon the floor. It felt like I just fell asleep as I felt someone laying on top of me, taking the other end of the couch, using my back as a pillow. I lifted my head up as I heard a groaning. “Don’t move.. I’m comfortable..” John said as he yawned a bit, wrapped up in a blanket from his bed. “Bro.. I ain’t your pillow. If your still tired, go back to bed.” John sighed as he moved his head, opening his eyes barely to look at me. “Marc’s snoring is keeping me up. Have a heart sis.” I sighed as I moved a bit, letting John slide behind me. “Still feeling like someone ran you over?” I asked as John settled down, covering the both of us. “Mhm. It’s ten times worse today..” “Join the club.. I’m surprised Dave and Rey went to the signing.”
John grabbed a pillow and placed it under his head, knowing his sister was going to be a pillow hog. “Can it get any damn colder?” John grumbled as I sighed a bit. “I don’t know.. How about I throw you outside in just your boxers? Then you can tell me if it can...” “No thanks.. We did that to Rey already.” Sighing a bit, “No wonder he might be getting sick.” “Marc’s idea. We threw him out onto the roof, outside the window into the snow. He wasn’t out...long.” Looking behind me as I saw my brother had passed out. He had nothing on but a pair of sweat pants. We use to do this as kids, if we were both sick at the same time. Curl up on the couch and share body heat, the couch was still big enough to fit the both of us. I ended up following suit for sleep.
Slowly opening my eyes to barely slits as I saw King sitting there looking at me. Barely a whisper of a voice, “What King?” He leaned his muzzle forward as he sniffed, whining as he laid his chin upon my shoulder. A groaning was heard as I felt movement behind me, John was semi awake, got comfortable and settled down. “Keep it down.. Jess..” He grumbled as he buried himself under the covers. I looked to the clock, it was about 9 in the morning. I sighed as I slid out from under the blanket, getting up to feed King. After getting him settled, I escaped back under the blanket, after putting another one on us. I had just settled down as I heard foot steps upon the stairs. “We’ve got two bodies on the couch.” Marc said as he walked into the kitchen, King following. CJ walked over and poked one of them, “Who’s under there?” Sighing a bit, “Poke me again, you might not have fingers left Jericho.” John grumbled from under the blanket. CJ backed away as he walked over to the fire place to start one, as Marc brought wood in off the front porch.
“Morning guys. Have you seen Jessie and John?” Evelyn asked as she walked down stairs with Layfield behind her. He stretched as he headed into the kitchen for some coffee. Marc pointed to the couch, where the blankets were piled up. Evelyn walked over as she knelt down, moving one of the blankets. I felt the blanket move as I sighed, “Marc it better not be you again..” “No.. It’s mom... What are you two doing out of bed, if you two don’t feel right?” “Couldn’t sleep. Snoring kept me up.” John muffled from under the blanket. “King got me up.”
I sighed as Evelyn placed a hand upon her daughter’s forehead. “Your burning up Jessie..” Moving over to John, once she found his head, buried up against Jessie’s back. “You too John. Why didn’t you two wake me up?” John pulled the blanket back over to hide from the light of the day. Pulling the hood back up, “Didn’t want to intrude on you and Layfield..” John commented as I was nearly pushed off the couch. Evelyn gets to her feet, “Where’s Dave and Rey?” CJ and Marc finished as they walked into the kitchen, “Autograph session. Should be back soon.” Layfield said as he leaned against the door frame to the kitchen, that connected to the living room. Evelyn nodded as she walked into the kitchen.
Sighing as I slowly got up, letting John have the couch. “Couch hog..” I grumbled as I headed for the stairs. Evelyn walked into the living room, “Where are you going?” Stopping at the stairs, “Back to bed. It’s more quiet and safer.” She nodded her head, “I’ll be up in a bit. Once I get your brother upstairs.” Nodding my head as I walked upstairs, into my old room, where Dave and I were bunking. Plopping onto the bed, sliding myself under the covers, laying upon my side curled up. I left the door open some in case King wanted to make his entrance. A few minutes later I felt the bed move, then settle as I opened one eye and saw King laying beside me with his head laying upon my chest. “Hey boy..” I mumbled out as I heard the door opening a bit more, foot steps sounding upon the floor. Then the bed sag on the other side.
Not really paying attention as I moved a bit, getting onto my side. Then an arm draped over me, kiss being placed upon my forehead. “Hey Jess.” Dave spoke softly as I snuggled into him. “How did it go?” I asked. “Fine.. Did our thing and came back. Rey’s sick.” “I wonder why..” I felt Dave lean his head against my forehead. “You’re really warm Jessie.” “So aren’t you..” “I know I’m sick.. I was told by your mom to get up here and stay in bed.” Chuckling a bit as I coughed heavley. Dave rubbed Jessie’s back gently as I sighed, “Did you get the number of that freight train...” “Sorry I didn’t.. I would of like to of known the number too.” Dave said as he buried himself in the blankets with Jessie. King jumped off the bed, heading out and down stairs to lay in front of the fire.
