Then

Chapter 10

I stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection.
"How am I going to cover these up?" I asked him running my fingers over the red marks along my collarbone.
"How am I suppose to know that's how make up works right." He stood up revealing his naked torso.
I blushed.
He walked up behind me and massaged my shoulders and kissed my cheek.
Then unfortunately I woke up.
"Hey are you alright?" Toby asked me handing me a glass of water.
"Yea I'm fine when did you get here?"
"Before you fell asleep. I walked in and then you were out of it."
"Oh." I smiled and took a sip of the water.
"Are you sure your alright?"
"Yep." I gulped.
He touched the back of his hand to my forehead and a shiver went down my spine.
"You feel hot." He said with worry in his eyes.
'And you look it.'
Snap out of it Spencer!
"I feel okay." I said laying my head back down on the pillow.
He tilted his head in disbelief.
"That's bullshit and you know it." He said walking towards the backdoor.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Going to get you some medicine."
"Ugh!"
"Oh hush." He said and shut the door behind him.
30 minutes later:
Somebody pulled the icepack off my forehead.
"Put it back!" I whined waking up from my 30 minute slumber.
"You won't need it anymore."
"You took forever."
"Did you miss me?"
"You wish."
He let out a small laugh.
"Give it." I stretched my arm out while still on my back.
"Nah ah ah, what's the magic word?"
"Please."
He smirked and handed me the bottle of pills.
"The prescription say to take two every six to eight hours." He said reading the front of the bottle as I unscrewed the cap.
"Screw the prescription." I said pouring out three pills into my hand.
"No Spencer that's a terrible idea." He said clasping his hands over mine.
"Toby I feel awful."
"Yea and if you overdose you'll feel worse."
He closed the bottle of pills and put them in his back pocket and emptied the pills that were in my hands into his.
"Here two pills."
"Thanks." I told him plainly.
"Hey."
"What?"
"Do you know what this reminds me of?"
"What." I said and motioned for him to give me my glass of water.
"When you took care of me when I was sick."
I gave him a hint of a smile.
'Yea before we were just friends.' I thought.
"Here's your water." He handed me the glass and I swallowed the pills.
"Oh my god!" I shouted.
"What what's wrong?" He asked me and placed his hand on my back.
"I think I'm going to throw up!" And I ran to the bathroom and emptied my breakfast and lunch into the toilet.
Toby came up behind me and was hold my hair back and rubbing my back.
I put both my hands on both side of the toilet and breathed out.
"Are you done?"
"I think so."
He stood up and wet a washcloth and placed it on my forehead.
"Here, just hold that on there."
"Toby why are you here?"
He huffed.
"Let not talk about that right now okay."
"Alright." I replied and leaned back into him and he scooped me up and laid me down in the couch. Then spread a red fuzzy blanket over me.
"Toby." I asked with my eyes closed.
"Yea."
"Will you stay?"
He walked over and bent down next to me.
"I'm not going anywhere."