Lily sat in the back of her Creative writing class as they went over the rules for the contest entry. She was tired; they had called the students in for Saturday school since Friday was canceled due to the blizzard. Jon had emotionally drained her it felt like. Last night, they were both crying as they held each other in the bathroom; this morning he woke her up with a mug of coffee and an egg sandwich. She didn't understand him.

"Mrs. Lambeth; you are entering the contest, right?" The teacher drew her out of her thoughts.
"Oh," Lily sat up straight as she was handed a paper, "Sorry, I zoned out."
"Well, I can't wait to read your entry. You've always been so good with words."
"Thank you." Lily smiled softly.

Lunch couldn't come soon enough to Lily; so many things were swirling around in her mind for the contest entry and she needed to jot them down. She sat out on the picnic tables and began writing;

Friends, Friends with Benefits, Friends with feelings for each other, kissing your friend, kisses kisses kisses.
All women are is just friends to you, huh?
I'd grind you up into a soft white powder and lick you off my fingers if that meant I got to taste you again. Kisses, kisses, kisses.
You said you'd never let anything harm me, love. Love, why is it you that's doing the harming?
You sicken me yet you're beautiful.
You're beautiful but you're violent.
Violent and deadly but soft and caring at the same time.
Obsession, mad crazy twisted obsession.
We love to love each other but then we hate ourselves for doing so.
Bury me deep love, bury me deep in your love.

She was interrupted by her group of friend sitting down around her. She sighed and put the paper away, she didn't want them to see her unfinished work. She sat just listening to them talk for the rest of the day; she was ready to go home. She felt sick, like her stomach was going to bring everything back up.

"Lily, you aren't looking so good." Jake whispered as he pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.
"I don't feel too good." She whispered, laying her head in her hands.
"Why don't you go call someone to pick you up?" Jake whispered.
"And exactly who am I going to call?" She shot him a glare.
"Sorry…" Jake whispered, instantly feeling bad.
"I've only got three more hours." She whispered, pulling her hoodie tighter around her.
"You look like death." Jake whispered, "Go call Jon."
"I don't want too." She whispered.
"Why?" He asked.
"Will you stop questioning me? Damn Jake." Lily snapped, she didn't want to talk about Jon.
As she went to stand up, her stomach had the worst cramp run through it and she ran for the nearest trashcan. Her mouth watered and she gave a couple dry-heaves before everything came back up. She wiped her mouth on the back of her sleeve afterwards as she tried to stop her head from spinning. She felt a warm hand on her back and she turned to see her creative writing teacher.

"Lily honey," She said, "Let me take you home, okay?"
"Mrs. Luso, you don't have to do that. I can walk home." Lily wiped her mouth again.
"C'mon," Mrs. Luso said, "Lets go get your stuff."

She walked to the table where her stuff was sitting and then to go sign herself out. She sat in silence the entire ride home, her head was spinning horribly. She just wanted to lay down.

"Lily," Mrs. Luso spoke up, "I don't mean to bring this up or anything..but have you heard from your mom? Where have you been staying, sweetie?"
"I haven't heard from my mom in about four weeks," Lily whispered, "I've been staying with Jon."
"Jon?" She questioned.
"Good," Lily whispered, "We all call him Mox."
"Oh!" The teacher was surprised, "I didn't know you two were so close."
"We weren't until he allowed me to live with him. I was on the streets with nowhere to go. A night after I done some things I'm not proud of for money, Jon found me and brought me back to his house. I've been staying there ever since."
"Lily..you two haven't..had..sex, have you?" Mrs. Luso asked her; Lily was a little shocked by her question but then she put two and two together.
"No," Lily shook her head with a soft laugh, "Just kissed..one time."
"So theres no way you could be pregnant?"
"No chance in hell." Lily laughed, "Turn here."

The rest of the way to the apartment was spent in silence. When they got to the apartment, Lily was shocked to see the teacher get out and walk up the steps with her. Jon answered the door with a toothbrush in his mouth; he was completely shocked to see the teacher standing behind Lily. His heart immediately fell; this is how it happened when one of the most important girls got taken away from him at a young age.

"Whats..whats going on?" Jon asked, looking over Lily's sickly looking body.
"I just brought Lily home." Mrs. Luso smiled softly up at Jon, "She's have a bad stomach day and we didn't know how to get in touch with you."
"Lily, you need to go to the doctor?" Jon asked as he opened the door and stepped out of the way for the sick young woman to get in.
"No," Lily shook her head, "I just want to go lay down."
"Go lay down, Lil." Jon said, "I'll bring you some water okay?"

Jon watched as Lily nodded and stumbled into her room before turning around to see the teacher still standing there.

"Jon, you've done a wonderful thing for that girl, you know that right?" Mrs. Luso nodded at him.
"I tried." Jon said.
"You've done fairly well." Mrs. Luso said, "You're becoming more of a respectable young man, Mr. Good. Keep it up." With those words, the elder lady turned on her heels and walked back down to her car.

Jon tried shaking the old woman praising him; she usually was screaming at him for not turning his work in on time. Jon quickly finished brushing his teeth before going into the kitchen and pouring Lily something to drink. He found some Pepto in the cabinet and checked the expiration date. He sighed and threw the bottle away. He grabbed her some Tylenol and a glass of water.

"Hey Lily-pop." Jon's soft voice broke through the quiet room.
"Hi." She croaked from under three layers of blankets.
"You cold?" He asked, pressing the back of his hand against her forehead, "Here take this."
"Thanks." She croaked out yet once again.
"Lily, you look dead." Jon sighed.
"I feel dead." She whispered.
"Get some rest. I'll be in the living room if you need anything." He whispered, bending over to kiss her forehead.

Before he pressed his lips to her feverish skin, she bolted out from underneath him and ran to the bathroom. Jon heard her upheave even more before he had to close his ears. He heard her flush the toilet and wash her mouth out; there were plenty things Jon could do but taking care of a vomiting person wasn't one of them. Jon patted her back when she laid back down. She buried her face in the pillow and sighed.

"I'm going to go get you something to take, alright?" Jon rubbed her back.
"You don't have to." Lily whispered.
"No," Jon shook his head, "Lay down. I'll be back."

Lily nodded and done what she was instructed to do, she wasn't going to fight him on lying down. She was asleep in no time after he walked out.
Jon was quick to go to the store and get back; he knew the poor girl was sick as a dog. He ran a hand through his hair as he stared at the endless rack of medicine. Over the counter pain pills, allergy pills, stuff for sinuses. He sighed and continued walking down the aisle before finding the last bottle of Pepto at the very back of the shelves. He seen an old woman walking towards it and almost snarled. He was a lot faster as he walked right past it, grabbing the bottle only to turn and give the old woman and funny look before walking off.
Lily hadn't moved from the position she was in when he left. He sat the pepto on her bedside table and walked out; he didn't want to disturb the sleeping sick woman. He stood in her doorway for a few minutes just to make sure she was still breathing; watching her chest rise and fall in a slow rhythm.
He closed the door until it was just a crack and turned her light off. He settled down on the couch for the day, calling Sami to cancel the gym trip they had planned out. Right now, Lily needed him.