Crappy Life

Rainbow's POV

I woke up to see Mom and Scootaloo next to my bed and I was in different pajamas. I was still in a lot of pain. My lower area stung and hurt and my throat was killing me. My eyes burned a bit. Damn Soarin'. I looked over to my Mom, tiredly, my eyes only half open. I groaned in pain a bit, my body aching. I felt sick. My head hurt and I felt like throwing up.

"Rainbow. Honey. You're okay. Just lay there and I'll be right back."

Scootaloo held my hand. They looked blurry and there voices were a bit muffled. Mom said something to Scootaloo, but I didn't hear it that well. I closed my eyes again.

Scootaloo's POV

"Make sure she doesn't fall asleep." Mom said to me before she left the room.

"Ok." I saw Dash close her eyes so I shook her a little.

"No Rainbow. Don't fall asleep." she groaned and she looked terrible. Her hair was a mess and she was so pale, that she looked like a vampire. Two minutes later she got up and ran to the bathroom.

Rainbow's POV

A couple minutes later I felt really nauseous. I rushed to the bathroom. I didn't even bother to close the door.

I got down on my knees and gripped the toilet seat. I started gagging violently. Scootaloo came and saw me, then she ran to get Mom.

Scootaloo's POV

I saw Rainbow go into the bathroom and start gagging. I ran to get Mom. She was making some soup for Rainbow.

"Mom! Mom! Rainbow needs help!" I guess she heard Dash gagging, because she looked upstairs and ran. She went into the bathroom and held back Dash's hair.

Rainbow's POV

Mom came into the bathroom and held back my hair. She held onto my shoulder. It wasn't long before any food I had yesterday came up violently. My throat hurt more from gagging.

"Scootaloo. Go get me the phone." Mom shouted. Scootaloo ran downstairs. After I finished puking, I still felt terrible. I kept gagging, but nothing came out. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth to get the taste out of my mouth. I hugged Mom tightly and cried into her shoulder. I was scared and angry and sick all at the same time. She rubbed my back.

"Shh. It's okay. I'm here. Everything's okay." I sobbed loudly into her shoulder.

Scootaloo's POV

When I came back upstairs I saw Dash sobbing into Mom. I felt so bad. She didn't deserve this. She never did anything to anyone. I put the phone on the sink, and hugged her too.

"Scootaloo. Take your sister into her room, while I call the doctor." I lead a weak Rainbow into her room. She stumbled once or twice walking, and she was still crying. I helped her sit down on her bed. I hugged her tightly. She hugged me back and cried into my shoulder. I stroked her hair.

"Don't cry Rainbow. Everything will be alright." I said, not sure that what I said was true.

"Dad and Soarin' are gone. You're safe. You're just not feeling well. That's all." she eventually calmed down and fell asleep in my shoulder. I gently put her head down and walked downstairs.

"Dash fell asleep Mom."

"Okay. In a little while we're gonna go to the doctors."

"Okay."

I went upstairs and sat down on the floor in her room. She started screaming and crying all of the sudden. I shook her and shouted her name.

Rainbow's POV

I fell asleep and had a terrible dream.

I dreamt that Dad walked up to Scootaloo and I with a knife in his hand. We couldn't move. He left me alone, but he took Scootaloo's finger and cut it, knowing she could die. Her finger started gushing blood. We could now move, but she fainted and I caught her. She was very pale. She died right there in my arms. I started screaming and crying.

I got woken up by someone shaking me. It was Scootaloo.

"Rainbow!"

I was crying again. I saw up and saw Scootaloo. She and Mom looked scared. I grabbed Scootaloo and hugged her tightly, still crying. She looked confused, but then hugged me back.

"Honey. Are you alright?"

"Yeah Mom. Bad dream." I was losing my voice. It was cracking more and it hurt to talk. I rubbed my throat. I sounded like robot sort of.

"Get ready honey. Were gonna go to the doctors in a little while."

I nodded my head. I put in some black sweatpants, and a dark blue sweater over a light blue t shirt. I was freezing cold. I still felt really crummy, and felt like throwing up, but I didn't. My head throbbed a bit and almost my entire ached, shook, and/or felt weak. I felt really tired. When we got into the car, I rested my head on my hand, and closed my eyes.

"How do you feel Honey?" Mom asked me, pulling out of the driveway.

"Terrible and crummy. My whole body aches, I feel like throwing up, and I'm extremely tired." I said, my eyes still closed. My voice sounded like a robot, and my throat hurt when I talked.

"I bet you're tired. You were up basically all night. I swear if I ever see Soarin' around here again, he'll be sorry. Why don't you take a nap? We still have two hours until we get to the doctors office. Were going by the old house."

I nodded my head, closed my eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. I had a good dream this time.

Scootaloo's POV

I was in an orange t-shirt and dark blue, jean shorts, while Rainbow was in sweats. I knew she was really sick then. She cold and it's like 85 degrees outside! I put on my headphones and listened to Blackgryph0n and Bassik's album IMmortal. I kept a close eye on Rainbow, who slept peacefully. After a quiet two hours, we finally arrived. We woke up Rainbow, and helped her walk inside. She was in really bad shape. She was pale and kept dosing off. As we sat down in the waiting room, she started dosing off. Mom had to wake her. She was sweating and she looked like she was gonna pass out.

Rainbow's POV

I was freezing cold, but I felt myself sweating in my clothes. I was still super tired and nauseous. I felt super weak, and my legs were shaking. Mim felt my forehead.

"Rainbow, you're burning up. You need to take your sweater off." I shook my head no, dosing off again, my head landing softly on Mom's shoulder.

"Rainbow! This is ridiculous! You need to take the sweatshirt off! You're gonna overheat! And you can't keep dosing off like this!"

"No. No. I'm fine." I said. laying down on Scootaloo's lap. Mom pulled me up. My eyes had been only half open the whole day.

"Come on. Its our turn." she said, as she helped me walk.