"Why me? Why now? We had just become my friends again. How do I tell her? Oh god how do I tell him?"
Peyton cried and pleaded with the invisible person in her room. She flopped down on the bed and sobbed. After a few minutes her sobs subside. Exhaustion from the past week took over her body. She drifted soundly to sleep. A gentle stroke of her hair awoke Peyton on the late Saturday afternoon. Her eyes fluttered open to reveal a blurry figure sitting on the edge of her bed. "Luke, what are you doing here?"
Luke smiled softly as his sky blue eyes sparkled with love.
Peyton's eyes grew wide as she turned toward the clock. A sudden knot grew in her stomach.
"Wow! I didn't think I could sleep that late!"
The knot grew bigger but it wasn't in her stomach anymore. It was coming on fast. Peyton lunged herself out of the bed and into the bathroom where she threw up. It wasn't much of a surprise to her. She had been vomiting for several weeks now."Peyt are you okay?"
Luke's shaky voice managed to release those words. In between breaths Peyton's spilled the words.
"Don't worry I'm fine."
Luke just couldn't take it any longer he barged thought the bathroom door. There was concern in his eyes as he looked at the sick Peyton slowly lifting her head from the toilet bowl. She was kneeling and just couldn't find the strength to stand.
"Peyton what happened?"
Peyton knew she couldn't tell him the truth about why she had been throwing up so she lied.
