Day 5. Lily's P O V I need some human contact. Other than my aunt. My throat isn't feeling any better. It feels five times worse. I can't talk anymore. Not that I want to answer any of the phone calls. I disconnected the house phone so I don't have to hear it ring twenty seven times a day. Seriously. The first day was twenty seven, then twenty nine, then thirty four, then finally I just disconnected it.
I'm not ready to talk to Jackson. My throat hurts to much to be able to talk anyway. I'm just not ready to talk to Jackson because he's going to pressure me into making up with Miley and Oliver. I'm not going to admit I'm wrong when I'm right. Anyways I've got to go take some of my pain killers. I think they are right behind the other bottle in the cabinet. Things are getting dizzy. I can't quite get up the stairs. Woah, is that window shaking or is it me? Things are black-
Day 6. Mileys P O V
Last night I heard sirens. They kept me up most of the night. I know they went down the road about three blocks towards Lilys. Probably her neighbor again. Her neighbor has had a history of seizures. They aren't to big but the happen sort of often. Anyways I didn't sleep the greatest. I wonder what Lily's up to. This may sound wierd but I wonder if I'll see her again. All over a stupid fight. It's been atleast five days. Let's see, it happened on Friday, so it's been six days. Hannah had a concert last night. I missed Lola being there. Oliver didn't come either since the breakup. I don't think we are getting back together. Anyways I am just going to lay down on the couch. I'm to tired to eat breakfast. I'll just grab a pillow, flip on the t.v., and go to sleep.
"Hello Miles," Jackson shouted coming up the stairs.
"Ugh," I said. I was just about to go to sleep.
"Well then," he joked.
"Didn't the sirens keep you up?" I asked.
"No," he said.
"Lilys nieghbor must of had another seizure," I said.
"That wasn't Mrs. Banks," he said.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Her family is all in Denmark for the week remember?"
Mrs. Banks went to Denmark every year.
"Who could it be then?"
"I don't know," he answered.
"You don't think, it was Lily do you?" I asked.
"No. It couldn't be," he said. But we both knew there was a slight chance. I guess he must of seen the look on my face.
"Grab some clothes and let's go check it out," he said.
I went upstairs, and changed into a gold graphic tee shirt and brown Hollister chordury pants. We left the house to walk to Lilys. It was like Halloween weather in the middle of July. My tan line from my cast was starting to even out. Anyways, it was sort of cold, and windy for summer. When we got there we both banged on the door and rang the doorbell as much as we could. We screamed how sorry I was and tried calling again on my cell. No matter what we couldn't get a hold of her. After about forty minutes we headed back home.
As soon as we got in the door the phone rang. We both ran to get it, but Jackson got to it first. So I stepped on his hand. Nice huh? Anyways he gave one word answers between long pauses. Then he got shocked faces. He gave questions like, why? when? What room number? I needed him to hang up and tell me what's going on. When he finally did I wouldn't leave him alone.
"What's going on? Tell me right now! Room number of what? Is it someone I know? Is someone in the hospital? Is everything okay? Tell me right now!"
"Miley-"
"Don't Miley me! What's wrong!" I shouted about to burst.
"I found Lily. She's in the hospital. Her virus isn't a virus. It needs to be removed."
"What? Is she okay?"
"I don't know. Grab your phone, jacket, and gum," he said.
Jackson always chews gum when he's stressed, or mad. He takes out his frustrations on his gum. I got my tan fur jacket and my Miley phone. Of course, Jacksons favorite gum, Orange fusion Pineapple. He grabbed the keys to his car and we speed off to the hospital. I heard Jackson smacking his gum harder than I ever have.
When we got there we jumped out, went to the sixth floor and found room 614. When we got there, Lily had an I.V. in her hand and looked very pale. She was also being fed ice cream from a nurse. Jackson and I didn't know to say anything. The nurse saw us and got Lilys attension to us and then left.
"Maybe another time Lily," she said. When she passed us she whispered,"she may not want to talk."
We stood in an awkward silence. I tried not to cry. Then Jackson made it harder.
"I'll let you two talk first," he said leaving. I silently prayed he wouldn't leave me here to stand alone. I heard the door close. I figured I should talk now.
"So-" we both said at the same time. Lily's voice was sort of harsh.
"Let me go first," I said sitting on a chair over by her bed. I took her hand.
"I'm sorry about our fight. I shouldn't have butted in. It was your and Olivers fight and should have let it run it's course. It wasn't your fault. Plus, Oliver and I broke up the next morning. I do not think we'll get back together."
"I'm sorry. How'd you break up?"
"He said he loved me and I couldn't say it back yet. Then he got crazy and blamed me."
"He's been here already. The nurse called his cell and he was here within two minutes. Literally. The nurse called at 12:38 and he was here at 12:40. I asked him about it but couldn't get anything out of him."
"Oh. So what's this about?" I asked pointing to the I.V.
"It's painkillers. They laserly removed a non cancerous tumor from my throat. They said there was a way of it getting there but I didn't care, so I don't remember how. Anyways all I can eat for the next twenty four hours is ice cream, pudding, you know basically liquid stuff."
"I'm sorry. That really sucks Lil," I said.
"Yeah, but I'm sorry I didn't answer any calls for the past six days. I shouldn't have ignored you like that."
"I'll get over it as long as you never do again."
"Deal." Then we shook on it.
"I guess I should let Jackson visit."
"Yeah. Send him in."
I went outside and winked back tears of joy and sadness. I felt sad for Lily and happy we were friends again. I told Jackson it was his turn. Then when he opened the door I sat down in the chair he sat in. I picked up a magazine while waiting and soon a familiar face turned the corner. I did a double take.
"Oliver?" I asked.
"Hi Miley," he said awkwardly.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I came to see Lily again."
"I heard you got here pretty quick. Where were you when the nurse called?"
"I was- anyway did she tell you the story of how she was found?"
For a minute I forgot about my question to hear the story.
"She fainted on the stairs and her aunt came in three hours later is what the doctors think. It was somewhere from two to four so I just say three. Anyways the sirens ran all night to get her. It was about eleven at night when they found her."
"That's what the sirens where."
"Yeah. Have you seen her yet?"
"Yeah. So how'd you get here so quick?"
"You know my moms waiting so I better leave," he said turning around. I couldn't believe we just had a conversation. Things where so awkward. I silently followed him down the stairs to level five. When we got there he went down the hall not knowing I was about 150 feet away. I saw him turn into a room. I snook down the hall and looked at the door. There on the sign said, " James Oken." That was his dad. When I looked inside I saw his dad. He was attached to I.V.s.
"Oliver?" I asked.
"What?" he jumped.
"What's going on?" I asked.
He burst into tears. The heart traker was ticking between him.
"Oliver come on. Tell me what's wrong," I said putting my arms around him.
"My dad has cancer. He might not make it. He's getting better by alot though."
I pulled him into a hug and invited him over to my house anytime he needed to talk.
"Here," I said pulling a key from my pocket.
"Anytime you need to talk me from the hours of eleven at night until seven in the morning you are going to need these."
He took them because I wouldn't let him give them back. Then we talked. Really talked.
"Look Oliver. I'm sorry about the fight. I should have butted out between you and Lily. And you and I-"
"I don't think we should go on anymore," he finished for me.
"Right. I want to be friends though. Best friends. And forget our romantic relationship happened just so there isn't a layer of awkwardness between us."
He agreed and we shook hands. Then I wished him the best and went back to Lilys room. I figured Lily and Oliver must have made up since Oliver went to visit. When I got to the room Jackson came out before I could sit down. He had tears going down his face and he popped in another peice of gum.
"Jackson? What happened?" I asked.
"It was time Miley. Time for a change," he said.
(A/N: Ooooohhhhh! Another cliffie! i know you guys don't like cliffies but how else do I get you to review? If you have any ideas send them to me in a review. What do you think Jackson was talking about?)