Jade POV

It is late, about midnight, my favorite time. There's a thunder storm erupting outside, the rain pounding on my window. The temperature is in the fifty's. Anyone would be crazy to be out in this. I watch as lightning fills my room followed by the loud crash of thunder.

As I watch out my window facing my backyard I think I hear I knock at the door. No that's crazy, I think to myself. Then I hear it again. I go down stairs and open the door. "Vega?"

She is soaking wet, water slipping off the tip of her nose. Her body is shaking and her lips are deep blue color. She's breathing heavy, like she just ran a marathon. My heart, I think just broke a little. She takes a step forward and she almost falls. I catch her, her body like ice. "Shit Vega." I pull her inside.

"T-thanks." she chatters through her teeth.

I carry her into my room, place her on the floor and begin to strip her of her sopping wet clothes. I her perfect body is covered with goosebumps. Wait, did I just say perfect. Whatever. I quickly put dry clothes on her, wrapping her in a blanket in my arms, on my lap. Her breathing was still heavy though.

"Jade...my bag." she says weakly. I quickly look and see her bag across the room. I carefully place her on the floor and grab her bag.

"Here." I hand it to her and she start rummaging around. Finally she pulls out, an inhaler? Woah, wait Tori has asthma? What?

"Thats better." She says leaning back onto the side of my bed.

"What the hell was that? You just scared the shit out of me." I stare at her. She starts biting her bottom lip. "When were you going to tell me that you had asthma?"

"I didn't want anyone to know." she looks straight at me.

"Tor, why?" I sit in front of her. "You're a singer, dancer and actress, how can you have asthma and no one knows?"

"I never wanted anyone to know."

"Whatever. Anyway, why are you here?"

"My parents were fighting. I couldn't stand to hear the yelling."

"What were they fighting about?"

"Money."

"You want to talk about it?" I ask. She quickly shakes her head. "Alright. You want some hot cocoa or something?"

"Sure." I get up and give my hands to help her up. She takes them and I lead her downstairs. I make us a both a fresh cup of hot cocoa. Tori's look on her face broke my heart. She looked tired and run down, like she's sick.

"It's all my fault." she comes out and says to me.

I give her a confused look. "What's your fault?"

"That my parents are fighting over money." she turns away from me. "I cost them a lot."

"Damn it, Tori, if anyone was to cost your parents a lot of money it would be Trina, you know with all her designer clothes and shoes."

"No, it's me. Trina buys all that stuff herself. The only time my parents but her stuff is for Christmas and her birthday."

"How can you, a layed back girl with no designer anything cost a lot of money."
"My medical bill."

I stare at her in shock. "Medical bill? Tori, what's wrong? I mean I know asthma but does that really cost that much?"

"It's nothing. It's not important."

"Tori it has to be if it's costing your parents that much money."

She gets up and turns her back to me. I can see that she's rubbing her right hand on her left arm nervously. She lets out a shaky, nervous breath. "I...I have a severe blood disease."

Wait did I hear that correctly? Did she say blood disease? My heart broke a little more. "How severe...is it?" I ask nervously.

"My body doesn't produce enough blood." she says. I can tell she's crying. I go up behind her and hug her. She breaks down in my arms. I lean against the wall and lower us down.

"It's ok. You'll be ok. You will be ok right?" I stroke her hair.

"Yea, I'll be fine. It just costs so much for the treatment."

"Tor, I'm so sorry." My heart broke even more. "What kind of treatment?"

"Blood transfusions." she leans back on me. I hold her close.

"How much does it cost?"

"Two thousand, on a good month."

"Good month?"

"If nothing goes wrong."

"Goes wrong? What could happen?"

"I could get sick. If I get sick I'm sent to the hospital."

"I want to pay." I tell her.

"No."

"Yes. I owe you. It's the least I could do after what I've done to you. I wouldn't of done any of that if I knew you were sick."

"But where will you get the money."

"Every year my dad puts ten thousand dollars in my bank account. He's a very popular doctor. I am more than willing to give it to a friend."

"You would do that for me?"

"Of coarse. Is there anything else I can do."

"Not if your blood type is O negative, which it's not."

"Yea." I say nervously.

"If you did you would have..." she let out a yawn. "...given the blood to Robbie." her eyes slowly close.

"Yea...I would have given him blood." I repeat slowly and guilty.

I never told anyone this, I was the same blood type as Tori and Robbie. I just wanted the part in the play. I would have never done it if I knew that she has a blood disease. She's too good to people. And that's why I love her. Wait I love Tori? Yes, I love her.

I carry her up to my room and lay her on my bed. She looked broken. I lay down next to her holding her close. I start to cry.

My heart is now completely broken.