It's been three days, and Trey is still sick. I'm starting to feel like he's avoiding me or something. Maybe this whole thing isn't working out? He's my first real boyfriend and I don't want to lose him especially knowing we're soul mates but I just can't but think he doesn't love me anymore. I think I should call him, but every time I call he says he's still sick and can't see me. I'll try one last time.
When I call, Trey's mother picks up the phone. "Hi, Livy." I like when she calls me that, "Hi, Cara. Is Trey around?" "You called at a good time, he's just waking up, I'll go get him for you." She sounded cheery, which was a good thing. I heard a ruffling on the phone until Trey picked up, "Hey beautiful," he said. "Do you mind coming to see me today? I'm feeling a bit better." I think he can hear how big my smile is, because he said "I guess that means you will?" I laughed, "Every chance I get to see you, I will Trey." He laughed, "Okay, come over at 1 o'clock." I hung up the phone to check the time and it was 11am, I had time to shower and get ready.
I am so happy to see Trey, it's like the end of the world can happen right now and I'll die happy. I arrived at Trey's house a few minutes before one, and went straight to Trey's room. I knocked on his room door and then opened it. He was sitting up in his bed smiling, I ran over and laid beside him. "I feel like it's been 3 months." Trey said, I nodded my head in agreement. "Is anything wrong?" He said concerned. I looked up and his beautiful eyes, and smile and started to cry. I'm not sure why, I just did. He didn't have to say anything, all I wanted was him to hug me and tell me everything was going to be alright, and that he loved me. He did exactly that.
"I would kiss you goodbye but I don't want you getting this flu, babe." He sighed. "I guess I understand." I replied silently, I walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "Get better soon, not only for me but for yourself." Trey smiled, and said. "I love you so much." I smiled with him "I love you too."
As I was walking home, Trish called me. "OLIVIA!!!" What's wrong with her, "Trish, what's wrong?" I asked. "Olivia, you know Chad Henderson?" "Yeah?" I replied. "He asked me out on a date, not any date... A double date, he wants to go with you and Trey!" "Trish, we can't, Trey's sick. He's been sick all week with the stomach flu, maybe when he gets better but who knows when that'll be?" I had to tell her specifically, "Okay, I understand." And she hung up. I walked the rest of the way home in complete silence.
It wasn't until 9pm, that I got home. Parents weren't too happy about it and I got grounded. Even if Trey isn't sick at the end of this week, I'm grounded for a month and can't see him.
Fast forward a few weeks, I'm still grounded and Trey is still sick. It's been close to a month. I'm going through withdrawal.