Hey guys. I am tired this morning, so please excuse the grade of my work.

To reviewers:

XRachX- I wouldn't count on an informative one coming anytime soon if I were you.

Crane890 - Oh, I feel special now! Thank you!

Jean - I'm getting there...

Leosgurl876 - I agree... I want a guy like Tommy. Oh, stop driving my reviews to the mental institution... (PinkPrincess84 said she is following in your footsteps...)

Cranelove - Thank you. I'm trying to be quick with updates.

Sarasiddle3- I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying!

Pinkprincess84 - Yes, I'm evil, I know... oh, please refer to my response to Leosgurl876's review...

Tommy Kimberly Lives on - Well thank you. I love to write the suspense.

Solana1 - do you really want me to tell you what happens at the end!

Chapter 7

Kimberly's Point of View

I wake up and look out the window. It is dark. I notice an arm lying protectively over my body. Wait, where am I? This isn't my room!

Then everything comes back... Tyler, my mom, the lake, Tommy.

I'm in Tommy's room. I have a slight headache. Probably from not eating anything. My doctor told me I might get sick if I don't eat. I've been doing pretty good with it. I eat more now than I did before I found out. Somehow, I am still losing weight. Defiantly not a good thing. I need to try to maintain my weight. I guess I need to eat more, but I force so much down without an appetite already.

Tommy sighs in his sleep and he pulls me a little closer. I look at his face. He looks so peaceful sleeping. I guess I need to tell him, but I'll wait until he's awake.

I shouldn't have sent that letter. What was I thinking! He would have helped me. He wouldn't have pushed me away. Would he?

No, of course not. But, then again, who would want a sick girlfriend? Maybe he would have left me. I mean, look at who he could have.

Kat is beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes, Australian accent... What guy wouldn't want her? I mean, she probably likes him. Why wouldn't he go out with her. Who would he really want? I'm sick, Kat is perfectly healthy. I look sick, Kat looks beautiful. I have ugly brown hair and ugly brown eyes, Kat is a blue-eyed blonde! He won't want me...

I still need to tell him. If I like it or not, I need to tell him.

I look at the clock. It is 12:56 AM. It's way to early to be awake. I really need to sleep.

I turn onto my left side, so I am facing Tommy. I snuggle into his chest. He smells good. I kiss him gently. His arm now encircles my waist. He unconsciously pulls me closer and sighs again. I put my arms around his neck, and my head on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat. That's how I fall asleep.

I wake up to two quiet voices and a hand stroking my head.

"Hey beautiful, can you wake up for me?" Tommy whispers.

"No," I murmur.

He laughs. "Please?"

"Why?" I ask as I listen to his heart.

"Tyler just called. He said that you need to call your step-father," he informs me.

"Oh," I sigh sitting up.

Tommy sits up too. He starts rubbing my back. "What's wrong? Are you ok?"

"I don't want to talk to him. He blames me because I took mom away from him. He said that if I didn't get sick, mom would have never came back to the US. He's mad because mom decided to help me instead of staying in France with him. He wanted us to find a doctor in France for me, but I wanted to come home. I wanted a doctor I knew. So I came back here. And now my mom is dead, and it's all my fault!" I burst into tears.

Someone sits down next to me and hugs me. Tommy is still rubbing my back. I can hear Aisha's words as she tries to soothe me. When I finally look around the room, I find that Billy and Kat are there too. When I get myself to stop crying, we all decide to meet at the Youth Center in an hour. Everyone but Tommy leaves the room.

When the front door closes, Tommy looks at me. "So, are you going to tell me why you sent that letter?"

I should tell him but I can't. I need to protect him. I look away. "It's just like I said. I found someone else." My tone is mean and hard.

"I know you are lying," he says with the same gentleness as before.

"So what if I am!" I still won't look him in the eye.

"Lying is a sin," he states in mock seriousness.

"So?"

"Kim..."

"I don't want to tell. I can't tell. It will hurt everyone too much." I explode into more tears. Tommy pulls me into a big hug. He holds me so tight. I cry into his shoulder, soaking his white t-shirt. "Please don't leave. Don't leave me alone," I beg like I did yesterday. I'm afraid to be alone. I'm afraid that if someone isn't near me, that the Grim Reaper will swoop down and take me. "I don't want to die. I don't want to!"

"Shhh... shhh It's going to be alright beautiful. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere..." He rocks me back and forth, promising that he won't leave me, and that it will all turn out for the best.

When my cries are lowered to a whimper, he lifts my chin so I am looking into his eyes. "Can you tell me?" I can see the tears in his eyes. I can't keep this from him anymore. I can't hurt him like that.

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Umm, this is Eaglesgirl's sister, Jill. Umm, she just fell asleep. She was up until like two in the morning. We were re-arranging her room. So, yeah. I'll just post this for her and I'm sure she'll update if she gets reviews. So... right. Okay, I'm going yo post this now.