Nausea. A rising feeling that emerges from the moment I wake up whilst reaching high peaks for the rest of the day. It is incontrollable that I often choose to lie down far away from the noise of the pack in the comforts of our villa. My eyes and ears have become highly sensitive that any sound a bit above the normal level gives me a stabbing headache so I have been secluding myself. Curtains closed, door shut. My body is burning up but I don't feel as though I have a fever, my flesh is merely boiling. I cannot keep solids within my stomach for much time so Deimos made sure to switch my diet to fluids. He blames himself saying he shouldn't have drenched me with the water hose that day we played the game for he has gotten me sick. During the night my body freezes and I shiver constantly which pulls my male from his slumber. He often sits up guiding my head to his chest enveloping me in the heat of his flesh until my body calms pulling me into a deep sleep.