In the house...

Helga was sleeping. Tommy and Fabrizio were talking in the kitchen, both sitting in the chairs, Fabrizio was eating fries from last night. Tommy started to talk.

"What's happenin' with Rose?" He said

"I don't know exactly... Jack says she's been bulimic these past weeks"

"Oh... that's why she vomits... i thought she was sick, or something..."

"Me too, until she fainted... shit, today's the big game... i hope she's okay to cheer"

"Good today we're not havin' class... thanks to you sharks!"

"You're welcome Tom... are you sure you don't want to be a shark?"

"No thanks, i don't like football at all..."

"Okay, then, you can wear a skirt and move your pompons!"

"Shut up"

In Helga's room...

She woke up. She slowly opened her eyes and rubbed her arms. She got up and walked around the room. She went to Rose's room. She didn't found her... she looked out the bathroom, under her bed, in the balcon, in Jack's room... nothing. She went to the playroom, then to the third floor, nothing. Then she went to the library... then to her closet... wich was next to the library... she called it 'the clothery'. She ran downstairs when she didn't find Rose or Jack.

"Where are the guys?" She shouted as she entered to the kitchen.

"They're in the clinic near here"

"What? Why?"

"Remember Rose throwing up lately?"

"Yes... what's wrong with her?"

"She's bulimic... I just discovered that" Fabrizio said.

"Is she gonna be alright? For tonight?"

"I don't know"

In the clinic...

I was really worried about Rose... they gave her a soothing, i was sitting in a chair next to her bed (a hospital bed), writting in my notebook... it said:

::..::

I FIND YOU STANDENG THERE

TELLING ME YOU'RE SORRY

A LONELY TEAR ROLLING DOWN YOUR FACE

::..::

YOU HOLD ME THEN TIME STOPS

I STRUGGLE TO KISS YOU

AND YOU JUST TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

::..::

JUST HOLD ON FOR A SECOND MY LOVE

JUST TO TELL ME THIS WHOLE THING IS WRONG

::..::

(chorus)

WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST KEEP IT DOWN LOW

SPARE ME FIVE MINUTES

I WANNA FEEL YOUR SWEET AND SOFT TOUCH

ALL OVER ME

ONE LAST KISS THAT LASTS FOREVER

WE'RE BOTH OFF LIMITS

AS WE WRAP IT UP WE'LL BOTH KNOW

THAT THE END IS JUT RIGHT HERE

RIGHT HERE OH OH

::..::

IM FEELING TO SCARED NOW

JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND

WHY THIS LOVE COULN'T BE CRYSTAL CLEAR

::...::

YOUR EMBRACE FEELS SO FREEZING

DEMANDING SWEET KISSING

IS IT THE AIR CAUSE I JUST CAN'T BREATHE

::..::

JUST HOLD ON FOR A SECOND MY LOVE

JUST TO TELL ME THIS WHOLE THING IS WRONG

::..::

PLEASE KEEP IT DOWN LOW

MY BREATH WON'T COME BACK AGAIN

SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME

THAT YOU'RE NOT THE ONE TO BLAME

AT LEAST FOR JUST ONE SECOND

I BELIEVE YOUR WORDS ARE TRUE LOVE

::..::

WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST KEEP IT DOWN LOW...

IWANNA FEEL YOUR SWEET AND SOFT TOUCH...

ONE LAST KISS THAT LASTS FOREVER...

AS WE WRAP IT UP WE'LL BOTH KNOW

THAT THE END IS JUST RIGHT HERE

::..::

WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST KEEP IT DOWN LOW

SPARE ME FIVE MINUTES

I WANNA FEEL YOUR SWEET AND SOFT TOUCH

ALL OVER ME

ONE LAST KISS THAT LASTS FOREVER

WE'RE BOTH OFF LIMITS

AS WE WRAP IT UP WE'LL BOTH KNOW

THAT THE END IS JUST RIGHT HERE

::..::

I know is a break up song... but it's the best i could do... i don't write songs, that's Rose's job... but i think now, she needs some help... not only with the songs... she needs psicological help and medical help... she's waking up now...

"Jack?" She mumbled

"Yes? How are you?"

"I swear i'll never throw up again"

"Don't swear... but i appreciate that... it was not your fault, it's just one illness... by-product of the bulimia... but you'll be alright... i promise baby" I kissed her head.

"When's the big game?"

"...tonight"

"Oh, gosh... i totally screw things..."

"You're sick... it wasn't your fault... but don't worry, they gave you medicine while you were unconscious... you just have to take some pills and you'll be alright for tomorrow"

"But... i have to be alright for tonight"

"Sweetie... i was thinking... maybe you should stay here the night..."

"What? No, no way... i have to go to the game, i practiced so hard..."

"You're not in conditions to cheer"

"I HAVE to"

"No, you don't... alright... we'll make a deal, if the blood results are good, you can go to the game, if they aren't you'll going to stay here... okay?"

She mumbled something under her breath. "Fine"

"Good"