I just sat my phone down and rubbed my eyes with my fist before going into a coughing fit.
I've been in school for two months and everything was going fine…until three days ago I sat beside some guy in class who didn't know how to cover his damn mouth and coughed all over the place every two seconds. Next thing I knew myself and five others in my biology class were sick.
I pushed away from my desk and walked over to my window and closed the curtains because the sun was annoying the hell out of me! It's a beautiful day and I feel like crap! I walked over to my dresser and looked around for my liquid Tylenol flu meds when there was a knock followed by Randy poking his head into my room.
"Hey Mo are you feeling any better?" I found my meds and pushed the little measuring cup to the side and took two gulps.
"Hello, listen to me, I sound and feel like shit." I said in my horse voice. Randy walked in holding a tray and I smiled a little.
"I didn't know Marla was here, she made me soup?" I asked while moving my books and pens to the side to make room on my desk.
"She's not. Apparently from your facebook posts John saw them and I have orders to take care of you and on the third day if you are not feeling better, he was coming here to take care of you himself." I placed my hands on my hips and smirked.
I've been getting text messages from John asking how I was feeling since I made a post about the guy not covering his mouth and that I knew I was going to get sick. He kept saying he didn't mind coming to me and taking care of me if I needed it and tried to keep me laughing with things going on at the shop with Roman and the customers.
Things with John and I have been…normal…I guess? We still flirt, we still talk about the "maybes" and the "what if's ", but when it comes down to it, neither one of us is ready for the next step. John and his shop, me with my job and school…us living in different states, it would have been too much and I don't want to lose him as a friend.
But right now Randy was looking through one of my books and crossed his eyes before putting it back down. I laughed, which led me to coughing a bit.
"It's not that bad Randy, and I didn't know you knew how to turn a stove on let alone make soup.
"He doesn't, how do you feel?" I looked over and saw John walking in. I couldn't help smiling from ear to ear and walking over to give him a hug.
"I feel a little better-" I said into his button up plaid shirt and heard him laugh some.
"You just said you felt like shit-" I rolled my eyes and looked over at Randy eating my crackers and looking at another book.
"You don't look, feel or smell like him." Randy stopped in mid chew and glared at me.
"What kind of shit is that, I look, feel and you better believe SMELL better than him!" I turned back around and laid my head on John's chest and felt his hold on my get a little tighter.
"Get out Orton." I heard and felt John say and laughed.
"Gladly, it's too many germs in here anyway…bullshit." I felt Randy pushed my head into John a little more and lifted my head up to see Randy glaring at me.
"Hey Randy." I moved away from John and grabbed Randy wrist.
"What?" He asked with a bit of an attitude. I smiled up at him and hugged him from behind and pinched his nipples through his t-shirt.
"Thank you." Randy grabbed my hands and made me do it again before pushing my hands away and leaving.
"Oh cut it out." He shut the door behind him and I couldn't help but to laugh at the little blush on his face.
I turned around and saw John sitting at my desk and looking through the book Randy left opened.
"What are you doing here Cena?" John never took his eyes off of the book, but waved me over to sit on his lap. I did so and took off the baseball cap he was wearing and started playing with his short hair.
"John?" I whispered and in returned he laid his head on my chest.
"I told you I would be here if you're not feeling better…last time you were sick you had to go see a doctor. Marla works and your parents are in Jamaica so I'm the only one who will drag your stubborn ass to the doctors." I pushed his head away and he laughed some while closing the book.
"That's not funny, I don't' need to see a doctor, its just a little cough-" I said while standing up and walking over to my bed. John rubbed his hands over his face and looked me over.
"Your eyes are red which mean they itch and your nose is red as a beet…if you don't feel better by tomorrow afternoon I'm taking you to the emergency room-" I got under my sheet and blanket and turned my back on him.
"I refuse." I mumbled and felt my bed dip.
"It wasn't an option…I don't want my baby sick." He said while playing with my ear.
"You're baby doesn't like being sick-" My phone cut me off and I felt John move around before my phone was in my face. I saw it was my mother calling and answered.
"Mommy!" I tried to sound normal and failed.
"You sound like your father, what's wrong with my baby?" I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Some guy in my class coughed all over the place and gave a few people a little bug." I felt movement behind me before John was out of my bed.
"That doesn't sound like a bug, I knew we shouldn't have gone on this trip-"I sat up some and looked over my shoulder and saw John was in the middle of changing into his night clothes…well actually he was just taking his clothes off down to his boxers.
"Mom stop it, I'll be fine, John is here taking care of me, he thinks he can drag me to the emergency room tomorrow afternoon if I don't feel any better." Once he heard his name, John looked over at me and raised his eyebrow while mouthing "think". I winked at him and went back to the conversation at hand.
"Good! Someone needs too…but John huh, isn't that Marla's friend who's in Jersey?" I scooted over some when John lifted my covers up and got back in.
"Yes, well he's not in Jersey now." John glanced at me before smiling. Yeah he knew we were talking about him.
"I remember him, he's cute…have you slept with him-" John was in the middle of kissing my shoulder when I jumped and screamed.
"NO!" John moved back and held his hands up and I shook my hand and made a hand gesture that we were having sex and pointed to my phone.
"Good, I know you slept with Cody…I don't know why, I never liked him-" John shook his head and laid back into my pillows while smiling.
"Mom please."
"Well I'm just saying, but what's going on with you two…he's a bit older than you isn't he?"
"Yes mom he is."
"Well so what, your father is five years older than me…I think you two would be cute together…but whatever, you'll find that out on your own." I placed my free hand over my face and shook my head.
"So how is the trip going, buy me anything yet?" I heard my mother laugh before screaming for my father to take another picture…her and her pictures.
"Buy you something? Shoot I bought a lot of things for ME!" I rolled my eyes and felt John's hand rubbing my lower back.
"Mom come on, I want something from Jamaica too-"
"Well if you want it, bring your behind down here and experience this feeling and shopping yourself, shoot...tell John to bring you." I poked my lip out and looked over at John who was looking me over.
"I bet daddy would get me something." I mumbled, but she heard me anyway.
"Let me hang up now before this turns into something you are not ready for. I love you and give John my number so he can call me if he needs me to tell you off ok?" I smiled and leaned back into my pillows.
"Yes ma'am. I love you too mom." We said our goodbyes and hung up.
"She asked if we were having sex?" I looked over at John and saw he was on his phone looking through his Instagram account.
"My mom has always asked those odd ass questions…since I grew breasts. I said while seeing a few pictures of me the day of my birthday before it all went to hell.
"That sounds like fun. I never had that conversation." I forward my brows and lifted his arm up so I could lay on his chest. I hit a picture on his phone and watched it load up and saw it was him and another woman.
"Who's that? John went back to all the pictures and I felt his shrug.
"A chick name Jessica, nothing serious." I hit the picture again and saw it was load a week ago. She was hiding half of her face and smiling.
"She's cute, dating?" John locked his phone and put it on my nightstand.
"She's an old friend, nothing serious." I sat up some and watched him look uneasy.
"John I'm an old friend, why are you acting shifty?" John sat up as well and looked a bit annoyed.
"Mona will you let it go please, she's nothing." I watched him slowly get annoyed and started to get a bit upset.
"What is your problem? All I did was ask you a question-" John pushed the blanket off of him and got out of the bed.
"And I answered it now let it go-" I picked his phone up and went back to the picture and held it up to his face.
"Let it go my ass, what are you hiding?" John snatched the phone from me and tossed it on my computer stand.
"I'm not hiding anything, I just want you to drop it-" I rolled my eyes and sat back down.
"Fine, it's dropped, it's not like I really have a reason to know anyway, you're not my man." John sighed and looked down at his feet.
"Monaaa" He groaned out while falling down into my desk chair.
"I need to get some rest, I think the cough syrup is kicking in." John eyed me for a moment before laughing lightly to himself and shaking his head.
"She's Stacy sister ok?" I looked at him like he was crazy because I didn't know who he was talking about.
"Who?" John cleared his throat and made sure not to make eye contact with me.
"The woman from the diner-" I scrunched my face up still trying to figure out who he was talking about until it finally clicked.
"OH! Well…I guess we're on the outs again huh…John get out." I threw John's shirt at him and dismissed him with a flick of my wrist.
"Mo-"I pointed to the door and yelled the best I could.
"GET OUT!" John threw his shirt back at me and pulled me down on the bed.
"I'm not going anywhere, what is your problem-" I pushed his hand away and slapped his chest a few times until he grabbed my wrists and pushed me down on the bed.
"You! First she's just someone this Stacy chick wanted to hook you up with, now she's an old friend that you are obviously seen and you sit there and lie about it. I'm not your girlfriend, woman, your side piece nor your cut buddy! All I want is the truth Cena!" John rubbed his short hair before falling back on the bed. He tried to pull me on top of him, but I pushed his hands away.
"You know it's funny to me how you are worried about what people may think of us, but you are the one who's being immature right now." John glared at me sat up.
"I'm being immature? I went out on a date with her and took a picture, big fucking deal-" I got off of my bed and shook my head at his silly ass.
"Exactly! Big fucking deal! So why couldn't you just be up front and say that when I asked? Shit I'm dating guys and I don't hide it-" John's ears perked up and I knew I just fucked up.
"Wait a second, who are you dating?" I folded my arms across my chest and shrugged.
"A few guys from school, they ask me out and if I like them, I say yes." John looked at me like I have lost my mind.
"How many?" I could hear the edge in his voice and rubbed my forehead.
"I don't know John, a few." John stood up and looked down at me.
"And you never told me Mona?" I waved my hand at him and walked around him and climbed into bed.
"John shut up, right now I'm saying we have no rights to each other and I'm glad that is because if you can't be honest about someone you are dating, I wouldn't be able to be with you because I don't trust you." I felt a sneeze coming and started looking around for tissue, but John reached around me and got the box and shoved into my hands.
"I go on one date and I'm the bad guy, you're dating the college campus and everything is fine?! Tell me how that shit is ok?" I blew my nose and threw my free hand around trying to express what I wanted to say, but all John did was look at me like I was a fool.
"I didn't lie! John I'm getting dizzy! Just get out, I'm going to sleep." I fell on my bed and placed a pillow over my head.
"Yeah that's mature." I flipped him off and rolled onto my back.
"Don't leave the house, just my room…damn man respect my wishes please!" John nodded his head and back away from me. I closed my eyes and jumped when I heard the door slam.
I woke up in a coughing fit and saw it was now night time. I wiped my eyes and groaned before falling back onto my bed and looking around. I blinked a few times and sat up when I thought I saw something move. The little light coming from the street lights wasn't enough to let me see what was in my room. I slowly reached over and turned my lamp on and saw John was sleep in my chair. I grabbed my phone and took a picture and posted on Instagram with the caption "No matter how bratty I act, he's always here to take care of me…#mysuperman". I saw a mug on my computer table and saw brown liquid in it. I smelled it a few times and noticed it was still a bit warm. I stuck my tongue in it and tasted liquor and honey. I took a few deep breaths and downed it in three gulps.
I grabbed a blanket and carefully put it on John and kissed his cheek. I grabbed my phone and got back into bed and looked through my feed and saw a load of pictures of me and John or just me acting silly. I went to John's page and saw he posted eighteen pictures of me/us. The first picture was of me sleeping about an hour ago and the caption said "My Mona-Lisa is sick…gotta get her back to normal…#FLOODTIME!" I laughed and looked through the pictures and noticed one thing…that picture of the girl was gone. I looked back at John and bit my lip.
"How do you feel?" John was gathering all of my dirty sheets and towels while I made up my bed.
"I feel much better, thank you John." I stopped what I was doing and watched him pick up my night shirt.
"Are you sure? I leave tomorrow and if you need me to stay I will." I finished making my bed up and closed my window. I sprayed the whole room down with Lysol and we were both feeling a bit dizzy.
I walked over to John and took my laundry bag from him and sat it down.
"Thank you." John looked down at me and….I don't know what happened next...
I pulled John's head down and kissed him with urgency. I felt John kissing back, but just as quickly as he did he pulled back and held my hands.
"Wait a minute-" I pulled my hands away and covered y face. I felt like a fool. I dropped my head and felt a few tears fall.
"John I can't do this, I can't let you play with me-"
"Woman I said wait a minute so I can lock the damn door." I looked up and saw John's shirt was unbutton and my door was indeed locked now. I wiped my face and laughed a bit.
"Oh." John grabbed my hand and pulled me to him.
"The next tears I see better be happy tears." I smacked my lips and rubbed my hands over his chest.
"Oh? And why would I have happy tears-" John lifted me in the air and made his way over to my bed.
"I have a few tricks I want to show you."