I walk in then Erika follows behind me after she closes and locks the door behind herself. I walk into the kitchen and look through the fridge, "You thirsty? We have Yoo-hoo, Sprite, Cola and some juices." I look at her.

She shakes her head, "No, I'm okay."

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Um, well I guess I'll have a Cola." she says.

I nod and grab a sprite and a cola out of the fridge. I close the door and walk over to Erika to hand her the drink, "Here you go." I say.

She takes it from me, "Thanks."

I shake my head and shrug, "No problem, let's go up to my room." I say then walk to my stairs. We both walk up my stairs then into my room. I close the door behind her and she sits on my bed looking around my room, "Like my room?" I ask.

"Yeah, it's so... huge." Erika says.

"That's what she said." I say sounding like one of those stupid kids at school.

She smiles, "I'm sure but seriously how rich are you?"

I pop open the can of soda then sit down at my computer, "Um, a lot of rich? That doesn't make sense but that's the only way I can explain it. My mom and my dad are both heirs to their parents companies. And plus my parents make a lot money."

"Marry me so I can be in the family." she jokes.

I laugh, "Yeah, okay, you'd kill yourself. I mean, it's cool being wealthy but this family is super crazy. Like, crazy shit happens."

"Like what?" she says opening her cola.

I take one sip of my drink then clear my throat, "Like a lot of deaths and adultery. Just crazy stuff. For example, my dad cheated on my mom... twice. He's cheating on her right now and I don't think she cares because I totally think she's hitting on someone from church." I say chuckling.

"And the deaths part?" she asks smiling.

"Well, my sister's boyfriend died back in Ohio but that really has nothing to do with my family unless my parents hired a hit man because they hated him. I'm just saying just because we have money doesn't mean we're always happy and peachy keen, you know?"

She nods, "Well, everyone has there problems, it's life." she says smiling.

I look away from her to the place where my mirror used to be before I decided to smash it, "Yeah."

She looks over to where I'm staring, "Somethings missing , right?"

I look at her quickly, "What?" I ask.

She looks back to me too, "Something's missing from our kisses, right?" she says.

"Um, what do you mean?" I ask playing stupid, I mean I'm not going to be like yeah, pretty much.

"There's no spark." she says still smiling, she doesn't seem sad about it.

"Uh, sorry, no, but--" I try to save her poor heart.

"Don't worry about it, it's not like I was looking for love or anything. We can just be friends." she says.

I smile, "I like that idea. And if we kiss occasionally, who cares?" I say trying to throw that in there.

She smiles and nods, "And if we get naked in a shower together, who are we to say no?" she says.

We both laugh, "So we're just friends?" I ask.

She shrugs, "Yeah, for now. I mean, maybe somewhere in the future there's a place for us to try this."

"Maybe." I say.

"And plus you have school and I have school. You have girl problems and I have girl problems." she says.

"How do you know that?" I ask.

"Well, I don't expect you to be okay with your girlfriend—ex-girlfriend in the hospital. If I were you I'd be in tears, locked up in my room and you're not doing that but I know that you're at least a little afraid or mad at yourself." she says like she can read me like a book. Is there a stick-it note on my forehead telling her this?

I touch my forehead just make sure then I pretend like I'm smoothing my hair down, "How can you know all that?"

"It's common sense. You're human. Only a monster would be totally okay." she says.

"Yeah," I think about the recent information Miranda gave me, "But starting to feel more okay. I talked to Miranda."

"Miranda? Is that the one that--"

I nod, "Yeah, the one that Lily kissed, yeah." I say cutting her off.

"Why did she call you?"

"Kyla made me realize that things are set to high on the fuck-o-meter so I decided to think things out and I realized it doesn't help to be mad at her." Erika nods, "So she calls me at school, before I called you actually, and we talked. She told me that Lily should be awake by Monday and she also should be mobile." I say then look out the window.

"That's a good thing, right?"

I continue to stare out of the window, "Yeah. In a way, of course." I look at her, "Come here, I wanna show you something." I'll open up to her and see how well it goes.

"Okay." she walks over and stands behind me. I open Firefox then type in Myspace, "You're gonna show me your page?"

"Just wait." I type in my e-mail and then my password to login. The next page shows my notifications like new comments, new picture comments, etc. I click on my comments and I let her read them, "This is why I don't get on anymore." I say.

She leans in over my shoulder and begins to read the comments, "I hope you're having fun in L.A while your girlfriend dies. Why didn't she break up with you?" Erika continues reading more of the comments and she stops after reading, "You should kill yourself if she dies, you slut." Erika sighs and looks away from the computer.

I click home, "Yeah, they're all missing me there, huh?" I say smiling and with a hint of sarcasm.

She shakes her head behind me, "Why are they so pissed at you?"

I look at Erika, "Because they don't know the whole story. It's easier to blame me because I'm a black sheep or whatever."

"How long has this been going on?" she asks.

"Well, ever since Lily got into the car accident, they've been telling me to kill myself." I chuckle, it's kinda funny, "The whole breaking up ideas were there way before the accident, like, ever since our nine month anniversary. Maybe even before that." I say feeling pretty comfortable saying that because I'm so use to it.

"How do you know that for sure?" she says sitting behind me, on my bed.

I swivel around to face her , "Um, on our year anniversary, we skipped school and we," I try to think of a good way to word it, "we got rid of all the sexual frustration that was building up between us." Erika laughs and then I to tell her the story.

I don't think life could get any better than it is right now. Only thing I would change is the fact that we can't runaway together, well, not now at least.

After such strenuous acts I'm hella tired and super close to falling to sleep. I didn't even get any sleep yesterday because I was thinking about what would happen today. It's very unlike me but we planned all this out. She wanted to wait until she knew she loved me and this means that she definitely loves me.

"Are you falling asleep on me?" she asks, talking to me even though my back is facing her. I don't feel like flipping over, her bed is just too comfortable.

"I'm not falling asleep on you, just near you." I say, mumbling every word but somehow she understands.

She begins to bounce up and down on the bed, "No, you can't sleep now."

I have to stop her from bouncing so I turn over, as slowly as I can, "Stop bouncing." I say to her.

She scoots down because she was sitting up in the bed and looks me in the eyes, "Are you gonna get up?"

I close my eyes, "Nope."

I feel her hand on my face and even then I don't open my eyes, "Please, for me? I love looking at your eyes."

I crack my eyes a little so she can see them a little, "Good?"

"Better but you can open them wider." she says. I decide to give her what she wants so I open my eyes. And stare directly at her.

"My eyes? You're the one with those beautiful, hazel eyes." I smile remembering that her eyes were one of the reasons why I'm so into her.

She rolls her eyes and continues to rub my cheek, "I like your eyes better. They're so blue and amazing."

I scoff then close my eyes, "Well, now you can't see them."

She places both hands on my face and tries to pry my eyes open; I keep them closed. We laugh as she still tries to open them. I finally wrestle her hands away from my face and hold them in mine. She gives up and places her hands on her stomach, I wiggle my left arm under her head and place my right arm around her body with my hand lying on her stomach along with her hands.

I keep my eyes closed as I circle my finger around her belly button, "Looks like I won that round."

She kisses my nose, "Don't get too use to it."

I open my eyes to look at her, "Too late."

She smiles, "I love you."

"I love you, too." I say studying her face, I feel like she grows more beautiful every day.

"I love you more." she says like we're in competition.

"How much more?" I say looking down at our hands because by this time she decides to play with my fingers.

"Um, more than ice cream on a hot, summer day." she says.

"Hmm, well, I love you more than..." I try to think of something, "More than presents on Christmas."

"Nice one but I love you more than Hannah Montana."

I smile, "Ooh, you're telling me I beat Hannah? I feel so honored." she laughs, "I love you more than Paramore—not Hayley from Paramore—but I love you more than Paramore."

She hits my hand lightly, "That's sweet."

"I know." I say.

"You're such a jerk sometimes," she says smiling, "And yet here I am."

"Yeah," I take my right hand from under her to prop my body up, "Why? Are you crazy?" I ask.

She nods and laughs, "Yeah, totally."

I roll my eyes while smiling, "You must be." I say then slide my right arm back into the position it was.

She goes back to playing with my fingers, "I'm so glad we missed school today."

"Yeah, me--" her phone vibrates like crazy on then table closest to her, "Who is that? They called, like, crazy while we were... doing the crazy." I say.

She sighs then sits up to grab her phone. She looks at her Sidekick then rolls her eyes, "Don't worry about it."

"Who is it?" I ask.

She places the sidekick on the opposite side of her from me, "Don't worry about it."

"Now I'm going to worry about it, just let me see." I say.

She sighs then hands over the phone to me, "Here."

I take the phone from her and look through her text messages because that's all she ever really does on this phone. Jesus, she got 10 texts in the past 3 hours. I begin to read the latest one, "She hasn't cheated on you yet?" I smile then roll my eyes and move on to the next text, "Love her? I bet she doesn't love you." I look over to Lily, "So your friends hate me?"

"No, that's not--"

I cut her off, "Hold on, let me read one more." I look for the oldest one which was two weeks ago, "She's nothing but scum, her parents may have money but she's totally trash. And a slut, why are you with her again?" whoever that was probably doesn't even know me. I close the phone and give it back to her then roll over on my side, way from her.

She takes it and tosses it on the table. She sees that I'm kinda upset so she rolls me over on my back and sits on top of me, "I love you."

I sigh and stare at the ceiling, "I love you too." I say.

"Look at me," she says; I don't. She places both of her hands on each of my cheeks to make me look at her, "I love you."

I have to stare at her because she's a strong little broad, must be because of cheer leading; be aggressive, B-E aggressive. "I already said it."

"Well, say it again."

"Why?" I ask exhausted, well, I am but this whole "hate me" thing is making it a tiny bit worse.

"Because I wanna hear it again." she says.

I sigh then roll my eyes, "I love you, happy now?"

She makes an exasperated noise and pick up my hands and begins to play with them, "Look, I'm sorry about my friends, they don't know us--"

I look her directly in the eye, "Why didn't you tell me they felt this way?"

"Because I didn't want you to get mad and try to kill them." she tries to make a joke but it doesn't work and she knows it didn't because I'm pissed, "Well, you are mad."

"Yeah, I am mad. You expect me not to be?" I say.

"No—I mean yeah. Well, it's not a big deal." she says smiling sadly at me.

"Of course it is, these people influence you, if they told you to dump me then--"

She cuts me off, "I wouldn't do it. They've told me many times before and I haven't done it and never will."

"They told you before?" I say surprised but I shouldn't be, "That's crazy. Am I that horrible?" I scoff but smile.

"No, no, no," she pulls her face close to mine and presses her forehead on mine, "God, no. you're amazing."

I look down, away from her face even though it's super close, I can see her bra. I think I bought her that... first time I've ever seen it on her, though. It's pink and lacy and—getting off topic, "Apparently, I'm scum as your friend put it." I look into her eyes, smiling weakly.

"No, you aren't. You may be a pain in the ass and a little rambunctious but you're my little pain in the ass and I love you for it. I don't care what my friends think, I would give up cheer leading if I had to choose." She smiles, "You are my life, I know that's sad but it's true."

She's makes me feel so... worth it. "That is sad." I smirk at her.

She kisses me then looks down at her bra or at least I thought she was, "I like your bra," she looks back up at me smiling, "a lot."

I look down at her bra, "I like your bra better on the floor."

She smiles and blushes, "Maybe that can be arranged." I toss the sheets over us and we go for round two...