Chapter 8
✿ Nat ✿
I woke up the next morning from a really evil dream. I started to toss and turn but then some arms held me down. I opened my eyes and saw the arms around my stomach. They were Nick’s.
“Nick, did we make up?” I said.
“No. We were close to it.”
“Then why are we like this?” I was very lost.
“We played air hockey and you lost so you got up to go to the couch so we could talk and you passed out so, I picked you up and I put you on the couch, but then you started to shake so I put a blanket on you, that didn’t work, so I did this.” He said pulling me closer to him.
“Oh, what time is it? I have to go to school. Or at least we do.”
“Were not going to school.” Nick said slowly pulling his arms off of me and sitting up.
“What do you mean were not going to school?”
“I told your mom you were sick last night and she told me to tell you to stay home and sleep, I told her I wanted to talk to you so she told me that she’ll call my mom and tell her to let me stay with you and take care of you.”
“Nick, that’s a lie and you know it. Now I am not sick.”
“Nat you are. Last night you scared me by passing out, by shaking, we have to get over this. Don’t be stubborn.”
“I’m not, were talking aren’t we? I just think this is no reason to stay home from school.” I didn’t want to go its just that I didn’t want to fight with him all day.
“Nat, look at you your shaking. I’m worried about you. Now, don’t fight with me agin. Your staying and that’s final. If you don’t want to fight then I’ll walk into another room or something.”
“Alright fine. I’m going to go make breakfast.” I said getting up.
“No your not. Your shaking again. Let me get you some McDonald’s.”
“That’s okay I’ll get some food myself. Nick I’m fine.” I said getting up.
“Nat, come on. Sit down. I’ll get you some food.”
“Nick, I’m fine. I’ll get my own.” I said standing up. I then felt really dizzy and fell back. Into Nick.
✿ Nick ✿
“Nat are you okay?” I said waving my hand to try to let her get some air.
I was so scared for her. She was sick, I knew it, the only thing was she didn’t. She didn’t want my help.
I put her on the couch and tried to wake her up, when that didn’t work I left her there and went to go get us some food.
I went, bought some food for both of us and came back to her house. I walked in to see Nat wide awake on her couch looking at the ceiling.
“You okay?” I asked.
Nat kept on looking at the ceiling. She looked like she was lost. In her own house?
“Nat?”
She looked at me. “What?”
“ You looked like you were lost or something.”
“Oh, I just am tired....”
“Your sick. Here eat this.” I said handing her the pancakes I bought her.
“How much do I owe you?” She said reaching for her purse.
“Nothing.”
“Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?”
“Because I care about you and I want you to eat so you can get better.”
“Nick, I have to pay you back.”
“Natalie, no. Okay? Now eat, We will talk then.”
“Alright, I’m eating see.” She said holding up her fork and putting it in her mouth. I ate, I watched Nat eat to make sure she was going to. I mean I could trust her, its just right now I am way to worried about her.
When we were both done, I took her plate and threw it out for her. I came back and sat down on the couch that Nat was on.
“Nick, does this mean were going to have to talk. I mean talk all day?”
“We can, or we can talk, watch tv. Play video games.”
“Alright. I like that better. Nick?”
“What?” I asked as she put her feet on me.
“Do you hate me?” She said not looking at me but somewhere else.
“I don’t hate you. I hate what you did. I can never in my life hate you. Unless you killed someone close to me.”
“Did you hate me?”
“No, I was just hurt. I still am.”
“Nick, I told you a million times that I am so very sorry. I mean now I really regret it. When you were speeding off in the limo me and Brian talked.”
“About what?” I said.
Nat got her legs off of me and sat next to me. She took my hand and said.
“We talked about how it was a huge mistake, and how I thought it was you the whole time. He felt guilty and said that he was sorry for all the crap we were going to have to go threw. I mean at the moment I know that I’ve been what in a bitchy or pissy mood at you its just that I was getting sick of you like how can I put this...very watchful. I mean I guess I took that and what we’ve done before and just kissed Brian. I didn’t even think about it.”
She looked down at our hands and started to play with our fingers. I was watching while she was talking.
“Nat?”
“What?” She said looking up at me.
I wanted to say something, like I forgive you but I couldn’t.
“I can’t do this. I’m sorry.” I said getting up and walking into the guest room.
I shut the door and went into the bed. I stared at the ceiling, I didn’t know what to do now. I mean I love her, more than ever. I just don’t know why, when she was finally telling me more about it I couldn’t accept it. Why?