We walked out into the hallway and I turned to look at him. He looked annoyed, no it was more bored. I think I even saw some anger in there. Great.

"What do you want Lucy?" he asked monotone. Great well this is intense déjà vu. Except I know this won't end well.

"Look Brett, before when I broke us up, I was just-"

"Yeah, about that." He cut me off, c'mon Brett say how much you love me. "You were right Lucy. We should have done this a long time ago. Our relationship was such a huge pain in the ass."

Well that was not what I was hoping for. I knew he didn't love me. What the fuck do I say to that?

"Oh, yeah." I stuttered unconvincingly. "I just wanted to make sure everything was cool between us. Ya know, like no awkwardness or anything." I lied, this was so not what I wanted to hear right now.

"No, everything's fine." He gave a half smile and I could tell he wanted to leave. Fuck my life. "We'll talk later, okay? I wanna go see Archie." He said over his shoulder as he walked back in the room.

Great, fan-fucking-tastic. My life sucks. He doesn't love me.

He doesn't love me.

. . .

Cassie POV

. . .

I saw Brett walk back in the room and tried to read his face, he gave nothing away, an expert trait he picked up from Lucy.

He rested back against the wall and talked with Archie until the doctor came in. He checked over Archie while me and Brett went to sit in the chairs they had on the other side of the room.

"What happened with Lucy?" I whispered.

"Nothing," he shrugged. "She wanted to get back together like I knew she would, but I'm so done with her crap I don't give a shit."

"Brett!" I can't believe this. "Why would you do that? Dammit, everyone knows you guys are perfect for each other! You seriously don't want her back?"

"Of course I do," he said sighing. "But she's gotta be taught a lesson. She can't just dump me whenever she gets bored and expect me to go running back to her."

"You guys are in love, and both have severe mental problems, flaws are bound to be there."

"Yeah, well I'm sick of having to deal with them." He ran his hand through his hair. "All I ever do is make sure she's happy and she never gives a shit about what I'm feeling, so why should I fucking bother?"

"Because you love her."

"Yeah, I do." He muttered, looking at the floor.

"You have to be with her Brett, I mean think about it, what other girl is going to tolerate your sick obsession with hair gel?" I said bitchy enough to make any cheerleader proud.

"Shut up." he said laughing, playfully hitting me.

"Go be with her Brett."

He looked like he was debating what to do, before standing up and walking towards the door. "I will." He called over his shoulder.

Yay, Cassie fixes yet another problem between Brett and Lucy.

. . .

Lucy POV

. . .

I didn't stop until I reached the bathroom. No one was in there thankfully; didn't they have those ugly ass bathrooms in the hospital rooms? Oh who I am kidding, I don't care.

I yanked the handicap stall door open slamming it closed and locking it, I fell to my knees. Tears leaked down my face, he doesn't love me.

A finger reached down my throat and I was staring at my lunch.

I sat panting over the toilet, tears flowing, blurring my vision. I heard Brett's voice over and over in my head.

He doesn't love me.

My finger reached down my throat again.

. . .

Brett POV

. . .

I was used to Lucy's drama, but this was like just weird. Was she like hiding or something? Where the hell did she go? I walked back into Archie's room and saw Cassie sitting reading a magazine in the corner and Archie watching some sci-fi movie. He's one unique kid.

Cassie looked up when I walked in, "Did you talk to her?" she asked, sitting up straighter.

"Nah," I shook my head, "I couldn't find her."

"Couldn't find her?" she asked in disbelief, "Couldn't you just call her?"

"Already did, went to voicemail."

"Brett, it's a hospital how many places could she possibly be I mean it's not like-" she gasped, a hand coming up to cover her mouth. "I know where she is."

"What? Where?" I asked, my eyebrows knitting together.

"Just come with me." She grabbed my wrist and rushed out the room, calling a not so sincere goodbye to Archie.

She rushed through the mildly empty halls, forcing me to practically run to keep up with her, she looked terrified.

Where the hell was she going? I had already been down her before and she wasn't anywhere near here.

She stopped suddenly in front of the bathroom, and ran in pretty much screaming "Wait here!"

What the hell could she be doing?

I stood in confusion for a few more seconds before Cassie came out. Her eyes watering, and her expression scared.

What the hell?

"Cass, what's wrong? Is-"

"She's in there throwing up Brett." She cut me off, "It looks like she's been in there for a while, too. She could barely hold herself up, and her skin looked pale as hell. She looks terrible and she can't stop crying, I hope you don't think she's taking advantage of you and being too dramatic now."

A tear slipped down her cheek and she turned and went right back into the bathroom.