I own nothing, so yes, I am writing this naked.

This can't be happening.

Of all the things to go wrong in my life, getting the flu just had to be another one. While the 09er's could snap their fingers and be in perfect comfort, I am leaning over the toilet throwing up my guts while home alone. I decided to go home for the weekend to talk to my parents about school seeing as how they were so weird about me going off to college to live with someone I didn't know. Ok, Parker Lee wasn't that bad but... Ok, maybe she was.

Then again, nothing ever seemed to go right for me these days. When I looked at the thermometer three hours ago and read the 100.8 degree temperature, I knew the bad luck was only continuing.

I lurched forward again into the toilet and dry heaved yet again. With nothing in my stomach, the toilet stayed clean for the most part. I leaned against the wall next to me and felt like hitting my head against it. Stupid STUPID life, why me?... I wonder if Cassidy use to think that...

Cassidy...

It has been almost 3 months since he made me smile. 3 months since we went to the room he rented at the Neptune Grande. 3 months since we had sex for the first time and snuggled together in the bed. 3 months since I went and took a shower and found all my things gone. 3 months since he tried to kill Veronica, confessed his rape, and was found out. 3 months since he found nothing left to live for and stepped back off the roof.

It's been that long since I have been happy.

But that is alright, I wasn't meant to be happy, right? If I was, my life wouldn't have been changed by the doctors at the hospital and my boyfriend wouldn't have committed suicide.

I sighed and almost felt a sense of relief. Had my stomach given up on the torture? I guess it saw no fun in picking on the weak for too long. Not like I was giving it much of a response.

I wasn't giving anything much of a response these days. Even when the brother of my ex shows up at my dorm door drunk and looking for a booty call from my over peppy roommate. Even when he said those horrible things to me, my reaction was nothing more then staring at him. And I refuse to believe the things he said to me, there was no way I was Cassidy's beard. I wasn't just there to make him look like a man, because if I was, he would have been a man far before the night at the Grande and showed me how much of a man he was.

I don't regret it. I don't regret anything we did or any feelings I even had for him. I just hope that he died feeling the same way.

A/N: I am not really naked XD.

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