My Guardian Angel

"Leave me alone." John said.

Kayla looked at John.

"Dad please," She tugged on his arm moaning.

"Fine." John said.

While Torrie made Sarah's lunch, the little girl came in with the pink imprinted flowers diary.

"He's so cute! I can't believe when he smiled at me" Sarah read.

Kayla grew mad. "Sarah! Give it back!" John just groaned lying his head on the table but hearing the girls agrue.

"Dad tell her,"

"Stop it, I can't think stairght" John groaned.

"It felt so amazing, when we met...and.." Sarah continued to read running away from her sister.

"I swear to god!"

"Kayla" Torrie spoke.

"What? she's got my diary, give it back!" Kayla whined. She then turned to John and tugged unto his arm.

"I hate my life." John groaned as he as he let his head fall onto the table.

Torrie turned around while she watched Sarah and Kayla either side of John.

"Why don't you just go back to bed John?" Torrie asked.

John just shook his head saying no.

"Girls!"

"Give me it back! Sarah before I take Mr Cuddles and threw him through a window!" Kayla warned.

"Yeah like you would do that" Sarah challenged, Kayla stared at Sarah before she pushed Sarah into John making his coffee splash over his shirt.

"For crying out loud." John groaned before he closed his eyes.

"Sorry dad," Kayla spoke.

"That was so your fault!" Sarah shouted.

"Excuse me! you've still got my diary princess drama queen give it back!" Kayla ran after Sarah as she bolted upstairs.

Torrie looked at John, and gave him a dish towel. John gave her a very faint smile since he left like death warmed up.

"Torrie..."

"Hmm," Torrie asked while she did the washing up,

"I..don't feel very well..." John finally muttered.

"No you don't say!" Torrie spoke with sacrasm.

"Torrie make me feel better." John whined.

Torrie dried her hands with the dish towel before she walked over John and put her hand on his forehead.

"God you really aren't very well are you?" Torrie asked, with a sympathany in her eyes.

"No, I feel like I'm going to fall over." John said.

Torrie looked at John.

"Do you want a doctor?"

"No, I want you to make me feel better" John spoke.

Torrie nodded her head, with a smile forming on her face. "Well guess where you're going, Mr Cena you're going to bed" Torrie spoke, grabbing John by his hand forcing him up to his feet if he likes it or not.

"I'm fine here." John moaned.

"No you're not, you want me to take care of you so you're gonna do what I say" Torrie spoke.

John just moaned, before he felt Torrie push him gently on the bed.

"Wow you are weak, I only like tapped you" Torrie spoke to John.

John just moaned as he lied on the bed.

"Now are you gonna take the phone off me if I ring Steph to tell her you're not going to work today?" Torrie asked.

John wasn't listening as he continued lying on the bed.

"What?" John asked.

Torrie looked at John.

"I said, are you gonna stop me from phoning Steph saying you're not coming into work today," Torrie spoke.

"No." John muttered before he sneezed.

"Okay good," Torrie spoke.

"Where's your phone?" Torrie asked.

"What?" John groaned closing his eyes.

"Where's....your..phone honey?" Torrie asked slowly.

"I don't know." John said.

"Well where did you have it last?" Torrie asked.

"I don't remember." John said.

"You're not making this any easier John," Torrie spoke.

"Well I'm sorry I can't even think stairght right now" John groaned, he then remembered Sarah was playing on it last night.

"Last night Sarah had it." John said.