6Teen
CH. 1. In sickness and in Health.
'Ugh, my head...' is all that ran through Jude's mind as he cracked his eyes open. He sluggishly brought his hand to his head as he sat up. "Damn, I don't feel good..." he mumbled to himself, glancing at the time. "Shit!" He yelped, shooting out of bed, 'I was supposed to meet with Jonesy an hour ago!' he mentally screamed at himself, but as soon as his foot hit the floor, he was tumbling forward. He managed to grab hold of the wall, but the room just kept spinning and spinning. He felt his stomach churn harshly before he bolted out of his room and towards the bathroom. He threw the door open and tossed himself in front of the toilet just as his insides emptied themselves.
After God knows how long, he slowly pulled himself up and flushed the toilet. He went to the sink to rinse his mouth out, but as soon as he looked up at the mirror, he gasped gently. He looked horrible! His face was pale, he was clammy and he had dark circles under his eyes. 'Shit, I look bad... I really wanna head back to bed, but I promised I would help Jonesy get back with Nikki...' He sighed, looking away from himself - Jonesy and Nikki had been dating for over a year, but Nikki ended the relationship a few weeks ago because she and Jonesy had a big argument over Jonesy not doing this and that, and her being a bitch to everyone. Jonesy was so depressed after that he isolated himself from everyone else. Then Jen had the oh so great idea to help get them back together, which Jonesy eagerly agreed to. Today was their Anniversary, and Jonesy decided to ask Nikki to marry him. Literally marry him! Caitlin and Wyatt were to decorate the area, while Jen got Nikki to show up. Jude helped Jonesy choose his suit, and agreed to look after the ring. Truth be told, he doesn't want to help them get back together. Why?
Because... Jude loves Jonesy.
Jude gradually managed to get himself back to his room so he could get ready to head out, though he didn't want to. He could always just call Wyatt and tell him he's sick, but... he remembered how sad Jonesy looked. How hurt he was. He couldn't cancel, even though he was already late. He got himself dressed as fast as he could, and scurried down the stairs. His parents had already left for work, so he was alone. He was about to rush out the door, before he remembered his phone. He cursed to himself, before heading to the sitting room to retrieve it. He reluctantly picked it up, and checked his messages. "Fuck... 12 messages, 3 missed calls." He mumbled, quickly checking through them:
Wyatt: where r u?
Wyatt: dude, pick up!
Jonesy: ur late jude! i need your help!
Wyatt: will u pick up the phone?!
Jonesy: jude i thought you were helpin me out! wat the hell? u have the ring!
Jude loudly sighed, closing his phone. He couldn't read the rest. Jonesy gave him the ring because he (Jonesy) thought he would lose it. Fuck sake! He's the sick one and now everyone hates him! His head was throbbing so much... and is it just him, or is it really hot? Growling to himself, he pushed the thought out of his head and grabbed the bag with the ring before leaving the house, the front door slamming behind him.
It didn't take long for Jude to get to the mall, but he sure as hell wasn't looking forward to seeing his friends. Once he was inside, he stopped to catch his breath. "I hope this ends well so I can get home quickly..." He moaned to himself, wiping his sweaty forehead.
He made his way over to the fountain, where the whole plan was to play out. As he got closer, he noticed his friends... Jen, Caitlin, Wyatt, Jonesy... "Shit... I'm too late..." Jude whispers to himself as panic arises in his stomach. His head immediately starts feeling fuzzy and it throbs painfully. He gulped loudly, continuing over to his peers. The silence was unbearable. The girls and Wyatt were staring at him, angry looks on their faces, but Jonesy was just staring down at the ground, his fists clenched. Jude took a deep breath, "I... I'm sorry... Jonesy, I'm so sorry, I-" He was cut off mid-sentence as Jonesy grabbed the front of his shirt and screamed in his face, "Shut the fuck up! Where the hell were you!? You were meant to be here, helping me win Nikki back! You had the ring!" He harshly pushed Jude back, Jude barely catching himself, "You just had to come and give me the fucking ring! What are you, fucking retarded? Because of you, you stupid, selfish bastard, Nikki will never take me back!" Something in Jude snapped. His head shot up and he screamed back in Jonesy's face, "Who gives a shit if she never takes you back!? She's a fucking bitch! She was always shitty to you, and you still went back to her like a wounded puppy!" Just as he finished his sentence, Jonesys fist collided with the side of Jude's face. Gasps could be heard as Jude fell back, landing harshly. He just sat there, shocked. Jonesy hit him. His best friend, his love, hit him...
Jonesy was panting heavily as he glared at Jude. Jude could feel his eyes water, and he quickly brought himself to his feet. He kept his gaze to the floor, as his body started shaking gently. "It's all your fault... I love her, you bastard..." Jonesy growls. Jude looked up at him, tears freely flowing down his flushed cheeks, "I love you..." He whispers, pain filling his voice completely. Jonesy's eyes widened as he stared at his friend, his mouth falling open, "W-what?" Jude stared back at Jonesy, more tears seeping from his eyes. He took a deep breath, keeping eye contact with Jonesy, "I love you."
There was pure silence, as looks were exchanged. Jude could feel bile rise up his throat. He just confessed. He just told Jonesy he loved him, in front of everyone. Jude could feel all his confidence, all his hope diminish as Jonesy gaped like a fish out of water. 'Why did I... you idiot...you ruined everything...' Jude abused himself inwardly, his gaze retreating to the ground. His mind went numb, and it was so warm... he felt so tired. Jude felt his eyes beginning to droop as his body swayed. He wanted to sleep. He didn't feel anything as he body collapsed forward, because everything had already went black.