"Ellie, do you have my silver earrings?" mom asked walking into my room looking like a Goddess. She wore a black halter dress that hugged her body beautifully. She matched her dress with silver stilettoes and a silver necklace.
"Yeah, they're in my top drawer" I said pointing at the dresser. She nodded and opened the drawer, she rummaged through it and found the earrings.
"Are you sure you can't come?" Mom asked me for the millionth time. I shook my head "No mom, I'm too tired"
She nodded "Okay, take aspirin and get some rest"
"Bye!" I yelled enthusiastically and she laughed walking out of the room. Mom, Dad and Jeremy were going to this fundraiser thing that dads friend was hosting. They still didn't announce the divorce to anyone so they're pretending to be together. Well. technically they're still together just not together.
2 seconds later, Jeremy walked in with a small huff "I hate going to fundraisers! It's stupid and annoying and no fun!"
I wolf whistled "Well somebody's looking hot!" Jeremy was wearing a black tuxedo with a grey stripped tie. His hair was gelled backwards making him look like a gentleman.
He glared at me and pouted "Why do you get to stay home?!"
"Because I'm tired, Jeremy and besides, this might be your chance to meet other woman! It's been what? 2 years since you last got laid?" I said snickering. He playfully slapped my arm "No, idiot. When I came here, I met this girl and we hooked up at her place. She was good. I wonder where she is now? Mm… The way sh…"
"NO JEREMY!" I squealed covering my ears "I do not want to hear about your sex life!"
"You brought it up" He shrugged his shoulders and groaned again when dad called out for him "I'm 24 for God's sake! I should be able to make my own decisions!"
"Have fun!" I chirped grinning like an idiot. He gave me the 'I will kill you' look and I shrunk back in my bed giggling.
"You too, idiot" He wiggled his eyebrows and ran out chuckling. He knew I hated it when he called me an idiot. Stupid, Jeremy.
In about 5 minutes, I heard the door close shut downstairs and I sighed happily. Now I can watch endless movies and relax.
I walked downstairs, carrying my blanket and my pillow with a couple of CD's in my hand. I threw them on the couch and proceeded to the kitchen to make some noodles. When I was done, I grabbed a bottle of water and walked back to the living room. I placed them on the table and snuggled up in my blanket with noodle cup in my hand. V for Vendetta started playing as I ate my noodles.
Good thing Joe told us we didn't have to work today. I'm as tired as hell with a fever. I really have a bad immune system. I'm not much of a vegetable or fruit eater. I'm a junky. That's why my immune system is crap.
Halfway into the movie, Dean texted
"Hey! Where you at?" - D
"Home, come over?" – E
"Alone? ;)" – D
I burst out laughing "Yes, alone. Pervert ;) Just come"
"On my way xx" – D
I sighed happily and stood up slowly making sure I don't get a head rush. I took a small sip of my water and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I looked like crap. My hair was sticking out everywhere, my face was pale and my body looked as skinny as ever. Whenever I get sick, I lose weight quickly it's not even funny. I think I might have lost 3 pounds. God, I hated losing weight.
As I was just about to go upstairs to clean myself up, the bell rang. Of course! We lived next to each other. Oh well, if he really wants to be my friend, he'd have to see me like that eventually.
I opened the door slowly and the handsome angel walked in carrying a box of chocolate and a get well soon card. A wide grin spread on my face when he stepped in and closed the door behind him "Jeremy told me you weren't feeling well" He handed me the chocolate box and I thanked him enthusiastically. I really didn't feel like having chocolate right now, my stomach was being weird and I was coughing, a lot.
"What are you watching?" He asked staring at the paused television.
"V for Vendetta" I replied taking a seat on the couch with the blanket covering me. Dean sat next to me with a smile "I love that movie! Play it!"
I giggled and played the movie.
Every now and then I would take a look at Dean's handsome face. Man, I'm such a lucky girl. He's nice and caring and gentle and everything a girl would dream off but he chose me. The stupid, reckless, not so beautiful girl… what would happen when school starts? Will he leave me alone and start hanging out with the popular group? Oh my… what if he had a girlfriend! I never asked him!
"Hey, Dean"
Dean turned his face towards me "What?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked biting my upper lip. Please say no… please say no…
He started laughing and shaking his head "No, I don't have a girlfriend, do you?"
I furrowed my eyebrows "No I don't have a girlfriend"
He burst out laughing again "I mean, do you have a boyfriend?!"
I giggled slightly and shook my head "Nope"
Dean smiled at me and ruffled my hair which made me groan. He always does that! He ignored my protests and continued watching the movie.
I was actually relieved to hear him say that he doesn't have a girlfriend. I don't get why though…
I mean he's attractive and handsome and caring and amazing and helpful! Why wouldn't anyone want to be his girlfriend? Hell, I wish I was! He's too damn good for me though… I'm like a zero and he's a God.
"Stop checking me out" Dean chuckled loudly and I gasped breaking out of my trance "Uh-uh, I wasn't checking you out" my mouth went dry. That’s what happens when I lie.
"Sure, sure" He wiggled his eyebrows making me giggle a little.
I adjusted my position and made sure I'm slightly away from Dean because I'm pretty sure if I got any closer I would get 'urges' Not sexual urges. Just simple urges like to put my head on his shoulder or to hug him or maybe… kiss him?
"Hey, Dean" I mumbled looking at his handsome face "Why were you upset last night?"
Dean gently turned his face towards me and gave me a small sad smile "I really don't know how to start this"
I scooted closer to him and placed my arm on his shoulder "Start wherever you want to"
He sighed and nodded "It all started 2 years ago. When dad… Brandon, lost his job, he uh started drinking. Mom didn't like it and she kept on telling him to go to rehab but he refused. His drinking got worst and he started fighting with mom over anything. He used to yell at me and tell me I'm a useless piece of crap and mom would defend me." He gulped and I felt like I was about to cry "Later on… he started hitting mom… I was a clueless 15 year old and mom just came up with excuses every single time. He tried to hit me once in a while but mom… she… she protected me… she stopped him" I can see tears glistening in his eyes. I just wanted to hug him and tell him it's all going to be alright "One night, he came home drunk as usual, he walked inside calling out for Hailey. That was actually 2 months ago… Anyways… I knew he was up to no good so I followed Hailey downstairs, she was very happy that dad finally spoke to her. She walked up to him with the most innocent look on her face and he…" Dean tensed and clenched his fists "He told her to get him a fucking beer from the fridge. She was a little disappointed but still happy that dad has asked her to do something. She jumped happily towards the kitchen where I was standing watching them. Hails asked me what a beer is and I wanted to rip his face off. I hated him. I hated him so damn much." Dean closed his eyes and I rubbed his arms gently "Of course I didn't allow Hailey to get him anything. He kept on calling for her but I told her to keep quite. He finally gave up and walked into the kitchen. The moment he saw her, he started yelling at her and she started crying… And I couldn't stand it anymore, I hit him. I could see hatered in his eyes when he said 'You fucking asshole' and lunged at me when Hailey stepped in front of him and begged him not to hurt me. He was about to hit her when mom walked in and saw what was happening. She was as shocked as I was. He was about to hit Hailey. His 4 year old daughter. And that did it. I pushed him away from her and carried her upstairs where mom told us to pack. We just grabbed whatever we could and without looking back we went to my uncle's where he helped us find a house here." Dean sighed heavily and I couldn't help but shed a couple of tears "I'm really sorry Dean"
Dean shook his head "Don’t apologize, it's not your fault. So yeah, I was upset yesterday because Brandon called me asking for forgiveness"
"Are you?" I asked as I felt myself getting really upset. While I was busy crying over my parents stupid divorce, Dean was going through that and I wasn't there for him. His story is just so touching. If I were him, would I? Would I give my father a second chance?
"Hell no!" Dean burst out "If he ever. ever. comes here. I'm going to kill him"
I just sighed and pulled my hand away slowly "Are you all doing okay now?" I asked with concern. I would have been scarred for life.
"So far so good" Dean grinned and I couldn't help but smile back but my smile faded as I turned serious again "Dean, if you really want to talk about anything you can just tell me, alright? I'm here for you. If you need anything. Just tell me"
Dean smiled "Come here"
I moved closer to him with butterflies roaming violently in my stomach. He placed his arms around my shoulder and gave me a small hug with a small kiss on the head that sent me bursting with happiness "Same here. Promise, we'll be honest to each other, alright?"
"I promise" I said placing my head on his shoulder as he rubbed his hand gently against mine making me crazy.
"What about you? What's your story?" Dean asked me when I realized. I had no story. I was just being stupid. I was crying over my ex-boyfriend. I was crying because my parents hate me. Of course they would hate! Look at me! I'm seriously nothing.
"Nothing" I whispered feeling a headache come along. Dean pulled away from me with his eyebrows furrowed "Nothing?"
I shook my head "Everything is normal other than the part that my parents are getting a divorce and I don't know what to do and I don't know who to go with and Jeremy is going away and mom is going to start yelling at me again and dad doesn't really pay attention to me so I doubt he'd want me to go with him and I'm just lost and scared and I don't want them to get a divorce and Kyle hates me while I miss him so much he was my only friend and he left him and now we're not talking because I'm stupid, I'm just so fucking stupid" I rambled pulling away from him and getting up trying hard not to cry "I'm such an idiot"
"Hey, hey… what was that?" Dean asked following me into the kitchen "Tell me what's wrong?" He caught my hand and turned me around. I couldn't face him. My reasons are stupid and pointless and I'm an emotional wreck.
"I don't know" I burst into tears as he brought me into a soft hug "I know… I'm stupid for crying over stupid stuff and I-"
"Stop talking. You're not stupid. You're amazing, alright?" He pulled me away and cupped my cheeks with his big beautiful hands. He was looking me in the eye as I sniffed like an idiot "A divorce and an ex-boyfriend, they're not easy and Jeremy's departure is the hardest. You're not stupid. Look at me" I pulled eyes away from the ground and looked at his beautiful eyes "You're amazing"
I could feel myself blush a little and I stopped crying. What did I do to deserve such a wonderful guy?
"Come on, tell me everything" He whispered and I nodded as we slowly made our back to the living room. We snuggled on the couch as I told him everything, I just skipped the parts when I thought my parents hate me.
After talking for what seemed like hours, it felt really good. He promised he'd listen to me and that’s all I needed. A friend.
Time passed by and it became 11. I had my head on Dean's shoulder and my legs were spread across the couch. Dean was popping seeds into his mouth as we watched a rerun of Friends. I was dosing in and out of sleep every once in a while and Dean didn't seem to notice. My head was still aching and my eyes were burning. I slowly closed them and I felt myself dosing off.
Dean's POV
Ellie.
Ellie.
Ellie.
That was all I could think off.
Everything that has happened was very overwhelming. When I told her my story I felt relieved. I felt like a weight has been lifted off my shoulder and she was very understanding and just simply amazing.
When she told me about her troubles, I felt bad for her. She had to go through everything alone but as long as I'm alive, I'm going to be there for her no matter what.
Halfway through the 4th episode of Friends, Ellie was snoring softly. I smiled at her innocence. She was the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen.
"Ellie" I gently shook her, she mumbled something and continued snoring softly. I chuckled "Ellie, come on, let's get you to bed"
She coughed and opened her eyes slowly "Dean" She mumbled and I gently pulled away from me, still keeping a firm grip around her, her voice sounded a bit odd. She coughed again "Dean"
"Yes, Ellie?" I asked when she coughed twice.
"Ellie are you okay?"
She shook her head and coughed one more time when I felt something wet against my cheek. A bit shocked, I wiped the sticky thing with my palm and looked at it. Blood.
"Holy shit, Ellie" I whispered as I felt my heart hammering against my chest. She just coughed blood.
I touched her forehead but I winced and pulled my hand away immediately. She was freaking hot. Shit. Shit. Shit.
Ellie coughed over and over again and I could see blood drops on the couch. I placed her down on the couch and grabbed her phone immediately, the first person that came into my mind was Jeremy. I should have called fucking 911.
"Hola sissy" Jeremy said with a Spanish accent.
"Jeremy, listen to me" I said in a hurry.
"Oh! Hello, Dean!" Jeremy sang and I cursed "FUCKING LISTEN TO ME! Your sister! She… she… she's coughing blood and she has a high fever, should I call the hospital? Or 911?!"
"Fuck. Fuck. Okay, I'm coming right now. I need you to get cold water and a cloth and just put it on her forehead and around her face until I reach there." With that he hung up. I grabbed the cold bottle of water and the cloth. I applied water on the cloth and I started wiping it across her face.
She looked very pale and sick. She was moaning in pain and calling out my name every once in a while.
"Dean" She croaked and I felt myself suffocating. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her it'll be okay… but I couldn't risk giving her body heat. She's already on fire.
"It'll be alright, Ellie… it's going to be okay, I promise" The moment I said that she started chocking.
My eyes widened as I watched her gasp for air.
"I can't breathe" She cried and I felt myself suffocate more "Shit. Ellie. Baby. Calm down… Calm down" Did I just call her baby?
She cried out loud trying to breathe.
"Ellie! Calm down!! Nothing's gonna happen to you, alright? I can't wait anymore!" I held her up in my arms as she was still struggling to gain her breath. I ran outside when I saw Jeremy's car pull up "STAY IN THE CAR!" I yelled and ran towards him. I opened the backdoor and laid her inside and I got in with her.
"Ellie!" Jeremy yelled looking at his sister who was breathing in and out heavily. Oh Thank goodness.
"Drive, Jeremy" I placed her head on my lap. She gave me a heartbreaking look and started crying. I took a deep breath and brushed her hair out of her face "Ellie, you're going to be okay. I'm here for you" I held her hand tightly and she nodded closing her eyes and her hands fell limp to her side.
"Ellie?" I shook her but she wouldn't wake up. "ELLIE!" I screamed shaking her lifeless body.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Jeremy asked taking a sharp right "Oh God. Oh God. Please be alright. Please be alright"
I checked her pulse and sighed in relief when I felt a beat "She passed out"
"We're here" Jeremy stopped the car and got out immediately, Jeremy grabbed Ellie and carried her limp body in his arms. I closed the door and ran after him.
"HELP! PLEASE! SOMEBODY!" Jeremy yelled grabbing everyone's attention. 2 nurses hurried up to us with a bed. Jeremy placed Ellie on the bed and they started running towards the emergency room.
"You wait here" A nurse told us as she dragged Ellie inside the room.
We both sat down panting and sweating. We didn’t say any word. If something happens to Ellie, it's my entire fault. If I called the hospital before Jeremy I might have been able to save her. Shut up Dean. She didn't die. She's still alive. She has to be. I still didn't get the chance to tell her how much I liked her.
A nurse stepped out of the room and started asking us questions about what happened to Ellie and they had any medical condition in their family. When we answered all of his questions he went back inside leaving Jeremy and I desperate for answers.
30 minutes later, her parents showed up and joined us as we waited for the doctors appearance.
After a long 10 excruciating minutes, the doctor finally came out with a loud sigh. My hands were sweating like crazy as I stood up and started showering him with questions.
"Calm down, she's alive" The doctor said and we all sighed in relief "I have got some bad news though"
"What is it?" I asked impatiently.
"Ellie has Lupus"
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To anyone who doesn't know what Lupus is, I'm going to explain it in the next chapter!!