I laid down against my body chair and sighed with relief. I finally could sleep. I could over hear mom and dad talking about me. I burrowed deeper under my blanket and sighed.
What if my siblings hear?
"Wade, honey. I just... She concerns me. Especially that night we got the call about her..." I could hear my mother breaking down.
"Juliet. Everything will be fine. That James is a nice lad. Hell take care of her." dad soothed her.
"I just... Can't bare the thought that someone... Raped, my baby girl."
10 minutes or so later I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in." I yawned. Hanna entered my room with her duvet draped around her shoulders. Her cheeks were bright red and her eyes blood shot.
"Is it true?" she asked.
"Is what true?" I sat up and patted the space by my feet. Signaling her to sit down.
"That someone raped you?" she cried out.
I looked away and starting pinching my wrist.
"Um... Yeah. It is." I choked out. Tears falling down my own cheeks. Hanna shuddered it a breath and hugged me.
"Im so sorry Tory. I don't know how to react to this. You're my big sister. And I love you. And the thought that someone..." she clenched me tightly as we both cried.
"Its not your fault." I sniffed. "I just want to forget about that night."
I woke up beside Hanna. She was wrapped in my arms and was snoring lightly. I smiled to myself and slid off the other side of the chair.
I went into the kitchen and found Ethan eating kmix.The most disgusting, vile, tasteless cereal you could possibly find.
"Ewe. Does mom have any other food?" I said, raising my nose.
"Nope." he smiled.
"Ill just call James and see if he wants to eat out with me." I sighed. I went into the livingeoom where I left my phone and picked it up.
Seven missed calls:
My heart nearly stopped. I started to panic. What could be so urgent at three in the morning?!
I pressed call back and listened for the ring.
"Hello?" I asked once the lither line picked up.
"Hello? Is this James's roommate?" his dad asked.
"Y-yes?" I stuttered.
"James is in the hospital." he sighed with grief. "He had a seizure last night. He never had his medication."
"Medication?? I never even knew James was sick." I broke off.
"I just thought I should let you know. Hes in pretty bad condition."
I hung up. I couldn't hear anymore. I had to go home today. Alone.
My brother drove me back home and we didn't exactly speak. I grabbed my suitcase from the back of the trunk and hugged him goodbye. I turned around and David caught my arm.
"Is everything okay?" he asked. The concerned look in his gorgeous chocolate eyes was what made me break down. I burst into tears and he hugged me tightly.
"What's wrong?" he soothed me and rubbed my back.
"James is in the hospital. He had a seizure because he didn't take his fucking medication. What the hell was he thinking?" I cried.
"Everything will be okay."
I sat on the kitchen island, eating my third price of take out pizza. I stared out the balcony windows at nothing in pwticular. Kind of just dazed.
The Door quickly opened and shut and Delilah appeared in the kitchen.
"Hey. You know you have piles of mail in your box so I just took it upon myself to get it for you." she said as she set the mail on the end of the island.
"Thanks." I mumbled.
"What's wrong with you today?" she sighed.
"Nothing." I glanced at her questionably. "Why?"
"You just seem like... You're out of this world." she sighed again.
"Well Im not." I snapped. I hopped off the island, grabbed my mail, and headed for the couch.
"You clearly are. You're acting like a total bitch." she glared.
"That's my specialty." I smirked rudely at her.
"Why are you being so rude?" Delilah pouted.
"Because I want to be left alone." I snapped.
"Fine." she snapped back and slammed the door behind her.
2 days I was by myself. I had gotten so bored. All this free time made me realize why I got a roommate in the first place.
The door opened and his large thin body came through the threshold of the door.
"James?" I gasped. He turned around. He looked sick.
"Hi." he croaked. I didnt get up to hug him. I just sat on the coach with my legs crossed.
"James? Why.... Why didnt you tell me you were sick?" I looked away. Too pained to look at him.
"I didnt want you to worry." he looked down at his feet.
"You didnt want me to worry?! I always worry!" I cried out. I met his gaze.
"Im sorry." he whispered.
"How long? How long have you been sick?" I choked out.
"I found out senior year." I felt the couch dip beside me and he placed his forehead on my shoulder.
"Oh My God. That's why you decided to change?" I whimpered. He nodded his head.
I turned to face him and I kissed his head.
"No matter what condition. I love you. I just wish you would have told me. I would have made are you were okay." I sighed.
"I know." he pecked me on the lips and got up to go put his stuff away.
I followed him into his bedroom and sat on his bed. He smiled down at me.
"Hi." I chuckled.
"Hi." he said as he threw his empty duffel into his closet. I smiled and pulled him closer by his shirt.
"I missed you." I mumbled against his lips.
"I missed you too." he kissed me softly. I laid back and sighed.
"I missed this." he pulled up my shirt and kissed my stomach. I giggled.
I pulled him up to my face and kissed him. We moved in synch as he slowly slipped his tongue into my mouth. I bit his bottom lip and he moaned.
James pulled me up and into his lap. He continued to kiss me and I let him.
After a while I pulled away.
"I have work." I sighed.
"Can't you bail?" me groaned.
"No." I laughed as I gave him one last kiss.