Oh my God, no! I've become an irresponsable writter! I'm so freaking sorry!
If you must know the reason, well, things have been... Sad. Kind of really sad lately. I broke up with my boyfriend and it's terribly weird being single after almost 3 years together. I mean, I have no idea how to be a single teenager, this is a whole knew world to me. Not to mention I'm sick again and I've got four different appointments for four different doctors. I must be dying or something.
Enjoy and review.
P.D.: Jesus, the computer screen's going to make my eyes explode, stupid fever...
I dragged the chair closer to the examination couch were Stephanie was lying, her face a bit less swallowed after 3 hours here and loads of medications and pills. I caressed her cheek and she looked at me with exhausted eyes.
"How are you feeling?" I asked her in a soft voice.
"Shrek must be prettier than me" she said and sighed. I couldn't help smiling as I tried very hard not to laugh. She narrowed her eyes "Don't laugh!"
"You made a joke! People laugh when you make a joke, hasn't anyone told you that?" I said, still half-smiling.
"It's not funny!"
"It was, love! What's the big deal, anyway? You know you're beautiful to me, even like this"
"Even like this? What is that supposed to mean?" she said angrily.
"Babe, chill out! Why are you so upset?" I asked and rested my back against the chair.
She sighed "Sorry"
The doctor came in, a blond nurse following him closely. She caught my eye; hey I knew her.
"Well, Stephanie," the doctor said "your face should be back to normal in a few hours. But make sure you don't eat or drink anything with honey in a very long time or it could get really serious next time. Try not to eat too much for a couple of days too."
"That's it? Can we go home?" I asked.
"Yes. Jackie's going to give you some pills that will help you to stop better tonight" the Dr said, nodded once at me and Steph, then left.
"Jackie, huh?" I said as I looked up at the nurse who was taking some pills out of a wardrobe. She turned around and smiled "We went to school together, right?"
"Actually, yes" she said "I didn't think you'd remember"
Jackie'd been one of the very few people who hadn't made my life suck, but that was only because she'd been kind of a loser too. We could have been friends, both of us were in the same team, the loser's team, but I was too shy back then to even look at a girl -of couse that changed when I joined McFLY and girls were suddenly all around me-.
"Yeah, I'm surprised too, honestly" I said "So you're working here?"
"Obviously" Steph said.
"Yes" Jackie said and offered Stephanie the pills. She took them and put them in her pocket, then stood up.
"What a shame you couldn't get out of Corringham. You look happy though" I said.
"Yes, well, I've got used to it." she said and smiled.
"Shall we go, Dougie?" Stephanie said, her tone not so lovely as it usually is when she talks to me. I looked at her for a moment, kind of confused, but then grabbed her hand and nodded.
"Sure, babe" I said "Bye, Jackie"
"Bye, Doug" she waved.
Steph and I walked outside together, neither of us said anything. We took a cab and in just a few minutes we were home. Jazzie must have told everyone what happened, I hope no one bothered Steph, she was in a terrible mood.
"So... Jackie" Stephanie said as we walked up the stairs together, our relatives seemed to find no interest in us at the moment. Jesus, how gratefull I was for that... "She's pretty"
"Not prettier than you" I said and she rolled her eyes as she opened the bedroom's door "Ok, that's it. What's going on? Why are you in such a bad mood?"
"I dont know, you tell me" she said and crossed her arms over her chest.
I just stared at her, confused "What?"
She rolled her eyes again "I know what you did? Why haven't you ever told me?"
I kept staring at her "Ok, babe, I'm really not following you"
"A little bird told me you cheated on one of your oh-so-many girlfriends!" she said.
"Why don't you just say Dylan?" I said, slightly annoyed. Oh, God, I should have known he would tell her!
"Does it really matter?" she said "How could you have done something like that?"
"I was like fifteen or something, Steph, I was stupid"
"Oh, so you think it's ok just because you were stupid?"
"No! I'm not saying it was ok! I just- It was a long time ago, like seven years ago. I'd never do that to you! You should know that. Don't you know that?"
She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Yes, I know that" she said after a moment "It just pisses me off. I'd never thought you are like that"
"I'm not like that! You know me, Steph. Don't let someone else change your mind about me. Specially not Dylan" I said his name between my teeth. I'm so going to kill that dude... I've got enough money to pay for a professional killer. He could make it look like an accident... I should think about it...
"I just would have appreciated it if you would have told me first"
"I know, babe, but I didn't want you to judge me for something that happened so long ago."
"You need to talk to me anyway, I want to know everything about you"
"Well, I want to know everything too... Like what happened this afternoon"
"What do you mean?"
"You spent hours with Dylan. Would you like to tell me what you did?"
"I just a lot of books"
"For hours and hours?" I raced an eyebrow.
"Yes, Dougie! Now you're doubting me?" she narrowed her eyes.
"No, I was just saying-"
She rolled her eyes once more, God, she needs to stop doing that "I'll take a shower now, please change that attitude by the time I come back"
She stood up and left me there like we weren't having a conversation at all. First, I was kind of angry, then I closed my eyes and relaxed; Dylan's fault, this is all Dylan's fault. I knew he would get into her mind somehow!
I took a deep breath; tomorrow's going to be another day and everything will be better.
I walked towards the bathroom and leaned my ear against the door; I could hear her humming to herself like she always does when she showers. I went back to our bedroom quickly and knelt down next to my suitcase. I took two shirts out and stared at the suitcase a bit confused. I took my jeans out and felt the panic growing inside me; oh my freaking God, where the fuck is the ring?
I looked around the whole room trying not to freak out when I saw George leaning against the door. Daisy and Leah were standing a bit shyly behind him, probably just to support him, but he was the evil one here.
"You" I said and narrowed my eyes "You have it, don't you?"
"And I will keep it, it's pretty" he said.
"Hell no" I said and stood up, coming closer to him, seriously furious this time "Give it to me now, kiddo, or you'll be in some serious problems."
"You can't threat me" he said "unless you don't even want to see that ring again"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Are you sure?"
We looked into each others eyes for a moment, I felt like kicking him but I can't hit a child.
"Ok, what do you want?"
"You'll be our slave until Christmas is over, then I'll give it to you again"
"Are you out of your mind?"
"That's the deal! If you want the ring again, do what we tell you to do"
"And what would that be?"
"First, I want you to buy each of us five muffins tomorrow morning"
"That's be fifteen muffings, George, you can't eat all that"
"We can. Buy them. Unless you don't want the ring"
"Alright, alright, I get it!" I said annoyed "I'll buy them. But don't tell your mum"
"Don't worry, this stays between us"
The three of them smiled once and then walked again. I staid there confused for a moment; I'm being blackmailed by kids? How pathetic am I?
I sat on the edge on the bed, put the pillow over my face and shouted, then I put it down again.
I laid down and closed my eyes; I just wanted to sleep, I wanted this crappy day to be over. I didn't even waited for Stephanie, just took my clothes off and put the covers over me. Just a few hours later, I felt her arms around me. She was being carefully, trying not to wake me up, though she already had.
"I love you, silly Poynter" she whispered, probably thinking I was still sleeping. I half-smiled and feel asleep again. Tomorrow would be a long day.