Trying to be happy.

Chapter 15:

(So I decided to change the title because I've decided as an author I want the story to go in a different direction,and the title does not really do it justice.Also , the picture up top is Jasmine's outfit.)
I wake up and sit up and fall back down on the bed.Man my head hurts.Im sweating buckets and I can barley open my eyes.Oh no.Am I dying?Is Jesus coming back?I groan and pick up my phone.
"Siri call Trina."I say into the phone.She answers on the second ring.
"Hey Trina , I'm coming over , if that's ok with you."I groan into the phone.
"You sound sick , we will be there to be pick you up in ten minutes."Trina says before hanging up.I groan and roll out of bed.I go to my drawer and get a pink Victoria secret's sport bra and the matching shorts with pink written across the bottom.I put on the bra and shorts,i go to my closet , get my pink jacket , put it on , and pull my hair into a ponytail.I slip on my white toms and walk downstairs.My dad is downstairs when I get down there.He looks up at me and his worry line shows.
"Are you ok?"He asks.I nod.
"I just have a little headache I'm gonna go over to Drew and Trina's."I answer.
"Be careful with that boy , he seems nice but they all want the same thing."I nod my head and go outside to the front patio.I wish my dad would freaking trust me. I've made it this far with staying a virgin.Why would I give it up now?Trina's car pulls up in my driveway.I get up and Drew gets out of the car.
"Hey are you okay?"He asks assessing my face.
"I just have a little headache,nothing too major."I half lie.I do have a headache , but it is worse than I am letting on.He nods and follows me to the car.Trina is wearing the same thing as me , but here is in blue.
Drew realizes and say , "Oh God."
"Twins!"Trina and I say making me forget about my headache momentarily.
"You guys are not normal."Drew complains as we stop at a stop sign.My headache is now back.I rest my head on Drew's free arm and Trina gives me a worried look.When we arrive at the house I plop down on the couch.Trina tries to get me to go lay in one of their beds , but I'm not having it.
"I got her Trina."He says picking me up.
"Do we have soup?"my best friend asks.
"Yea."Drew answers before walking into the room.He lays me on the bed and kisses my forehead.
"Drew come lay with me."I whine.I know I sound desperate and needy , but I don't care.He nods his head and gets in the bed. Something's not right and I know exactly what it is.
"Can you take off the shirt."I ask Drew , he furrows a brow at me but obliges.My hands immediately go to his abs and they rest there while I lay on his cold chest.
Drew's P.O.V
Jasmine is snuggled up against me.I love this feeling , the feeling that she's so close to me.Trina walks in with soup and a glass of orange juice in hand.
"Am I interrupting?"She whispers , taking in the scene in front of her.I shake my head.
"Jazzy have you eaten today?"I ask her untangling myself from her.
"No but I am not hungry."She answers , removing the jacket from her body.I take in the sight of her perfect body.No Drew she is sick.
"You need to eat."Trina says putting the food in front of her friend.She just nods and picks up the bowl and eat half of the soup with even stopping to take a sip of juice.Not hungry my ass.She eats the rest of the soup and drinks the juice.She lays back down and I lay down with her.We get back to how we originally were , Trina gags and walks out of the room.
"Do you want some medicine?"I ask her quietly.
"My mom didn't believe in medicine so I don't take it."She answers.
"What's your last memory of her?"I ask her.
"One bloody hand."She answer.What did she just say?
"The day I found out was bad.I already was having a bad day so I that just added fire to the flame.My dad came rushing up the stairs telling me to get my stuff and hurry up so we can go.Of course I listened even though I didn't know what was going on.When we arrived at the scene I still didn't know who got I the wreck and my father wouldn't tell me.I didn't know until I saw a bloody hand fall out of the body bag.I knew I t was my moms because it was her wedding ring and her nail polish on.That was a bad day for me.I cried all day.I was still in denial.Until one day I just accepted it.I still miss her everyday , it doesn't get easier."She says , I am surprised by her confession.
"I didn't know it was like that."I try to comfort my beauty.Minutes later she is sleep and so am I.
(Just a little short chapter , felt like writing.)