**This is a term my friends and I use...hehehehe**
"I came here because it's new years," Chris said, "What's wrong with that?" He asked Tori.
Tori just looked down, "Nothing," He mumbled as he raised his head, "Nothing at all."
Chris then looked at me and asked, ''Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Thanks, for helping me there..." I said, ''Is there any way I could Thank you?"
"It's okay." He said, "You don't have to do anything for me."
"No, anything. You helped me so I should pay you back." While I was thinking, Not anything perverted!
"Then..." He put his finger on his chin, ''...Will you go out with me again?"
"Again!?" I heard Nicholas and Rachel's voice say, "Tori, what does he mean by--"
"Fine." I said.
"Really?" I heard all three of them said. Tori stayed silent. I felt a drop of water go on my forehead, I looked up. It had started to rain.
"Yes, it's the least I could do." I said glumly, I thought I had gotten rid of him. I looked at him, he was smiling, really brightly, But...maybe he's not too bad?
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Tori was mad. He tried not to show it, but you can tell.
"Why are you mad?" I asked.
"I'm not mad." He lied, obviously.
"Yes you are. Your Pouting." I said as I pinched his cheeks.
"Shut up, and I am not pouting." He said, Pouting even more.
"Look, if your mad about Chris I--"
"I'm not mad, I said that, didn't I?"
"Well your saying that, but your face is telling me otherwise."
The rain had started again, this time it was heavier.
''Do you have an umbrella?" he asks.
"No, you?" I asked.
"Why would asking for one if I had one?" he said.
"Shut up.''
*BANG!* I heard the thunder, *BOOM!* I jumped a little, as we started to run from the rain. We hid under a closed deli's roof.
"Crap, we're wet." he said. *Bang!* The thunder went, then he looked down at me and said, "Why the hell are you clutching my arm?"
I am...? I thought as I looked down and checked. He was right.
"You were running to fast," I said, on the top of my head, "That's why."
We were waiting there for the rain to let up...it was 1:00 in the morning.
"Hey..." he said breaking the awkward silence,"Your getting wet...Come closer..."
He looked at me like, WHAT THE HELL?, "You're still getting wet, moron. Do you really want to catch a cold?" He then pulled me into him, "Idiot..." he muttered.
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We went home when the rain let up. Either way though, the both of us were still wet.
"You guys are late...and so is mom." My brother said, as we went inside..."You guys didn't have a umbrella, did you?" He asked.
We shook our heads, "No...we didn't."
''Then go change. You might get a Cold. I'll go call mom."
"*Achoo* Alright." I said as we went to our rooms.
I was sneezing a lot...Crap I have a cold...They jinxed it. I sneezed as I went out to see what happend.
"Damn she's not picking up. I'm worried." He said as he put the phone back into it's cradle.
"Did You leave her a message?" I said with a sneeze.
"Yeah, of course I did moron...You have a cold don't you."
"No it's allergies." I said sarcastically.
He put his hand towards my forehead, "You have a fever. Go to bed."
"Fine. Make sure you get a hold of mom."
"okay."
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It was half an hour later...I was half asleep. trying to picture pretty things.
"Hehehehe Flutes and xlophones**" I mumbled to myself.
Then I heard, "WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!'' I jumped a little, and grabbed my cell phone and a metal hangar, hope it's not a burglar...but I'm taking it just in case.
"Ryan!!!!!!!!!!!" I ran (while my forehead was throbbing), swinging the hangar at every direction.
I hit something, "OW! WHAT THE HELL?" It was Tori's voice, "Why did you HIT ME!" He said.
Yes! ''Remember, I'm sick. And when I'm sick I'm delusional." hehehehe....*throb* Oww...
I ignored th pain.
"Ryan, what's wrong?" We said as we saw him. It was around 3 am in the morning,
"I'm going out." He said as he put on his jacket...he wans't making eye contact.
"Where could you be going at 3 am in the morning?" I said my forehead throbbing with pain like crazy, I staggered a bit.
"The hospital...." He said.
"Why would you be going to the hospital?"
"Papa... He had another heart attack.'' he said as quiet as the wind.
I was speechless. My forehead throbbing harder as my mind was screaming with thoughts. I couldn't focus. Tears overflowing through my eyes. "It can't be happening."
"I'm going---"
"I'M GOING WITH YOU!" My forehead was burning now. I tripped a little and tori caught me from falling.
"You're not going, you can't even walk right. I'll be leaving right now, See you---"
"NOO I'M GOING WITH YOU!" I yelled, tori was holding me. "LET GO OF ME!"
"Tori you better not do anything to my sister, alright?" He said as he opened the door, and started to leave.
I yelled, "WAIT---"
"Sure, but it's not like I would do anything to her."
My brother slightly smiled and headed out.
"What the hell...?" I said softly under my breath. "Why wouldn't he take me?"
"Because..." he whispered, "He's a good brother."
"But Papa..." My tears flowing out of my eyes even more now, "I want to go see him."
"Will your father like it if you were out in the rain with a fever to go see him?"
"Yes. He always does that. Always making fun of me."
"He's making fun of you. He really won't want you to do that. knowing your father."
*BOOM!* *BOOM* My heart started to beat faster and faster. I felt myself grab Tori's hand. Tears started to fall, a hundred a minute. My mind was full of thoughts of my father. When my father was leaving. When my dad was throwing plates at my mom. When my dad was lying in the hospital bed with tubes riding up and down his body--
"Mia." his black T-shirt was all I could see, "He's going to be okay. I promise you." He tighted his grip around me, as he patted my head with his bony hand.
I looked up at him, with my teary face, he was smiling, "Why are you smiling?''
"I'm happy you're crying---"
"What...You get your sick happiness from my sadness--"
"Your wrong...MORON... I think it's ironic...before you're the one who was telling me to cry. And look who's crying." He was laughing.
"You do get your happiness from my sadness." I said, ''You think he's going to be okay?" Tears still flowing.
"Yes. of course."
My eyes slowly closed before me.
