Wicked Little Thing

Chapter 11 - Regrets

*Idina's P.O.V.*

i drived us both to Kris house and sent Jason home... Jason really bothers me thought... i think he has feelings for her but now's not the time to worry about that.

"Dee" Kris groaned on the back seat as she sleeps heavily

"yes Kris... im right here" i replied even though i know she wont hear me "i love you and im sorry for acting like a bitch" i said and a few tears shed from my sad dark eyes

i managed to park somewhere and carry her by myself up to her appartment... really, i found her keys still in the door knob. how can she be so careless when she's famous as hell and a tony winner?"

"Dee" she mumbled again

"yeah we're in your house now see?" i said and carefully put her down the couch and locked the door "geez, what will i do to you?" i whispered

i carried her in her bedroom and found it really messy. why is there a pillow just right beside the door? it's like she threw it or something. i wiped her petite body with wet towel once in a while to lower her fever.

"sorry" she mumbled again still sleeping a tear shed in her eyes

"no... sorry Kris... sorry. it's all my fault" i whispered to her

after a while it's already midnight and i felt my stomach grumbled, i haven't eaten dinner yet. i managed to sneak a few cerials in her kitchen and ate it... she doesn't have milk so i just ate it plain. i sat in the comfy sofa that she has beside her bed and munched the cerials as quiet as i could.

*Kristin's P.O.V.*

i can't move... i feel so tired... i opened my eyes and looked around. it's already night? no i think it's midnight, and there i found the brunette sitting in the sofa beside me sleeping with a box of serials in her hand

"poor Dee" i whispered

i managed to sit up... my body doesn't feel that heavy anymore... i found a towel and a bucket of cold water beside my bed... it cerial box that Idina was holding fell off her grasp

"oh crap" she murmured trying to catch the box but she found me sitting which made her stop "why are you sitting?!" she panicked as she tries to assist me

"hey hey no" i said calmly and that made her stop "im fine... i can manage" i said

she sat in the bed and we we're quiet for a moment until she decided to pick up the box and put back in the kitchen

"we have a performance for today... today" she said trying to start a convo

"i know... what time is it anyway?" i asked and jumped out of bed and followed her into the kitchen

"3:09" she said and my eyes widened

"and you already ate dinner?" i asked and she nodded raising the cerial box "that's not a dinner"

"breakfast you mean?" she asked as she wiped her eyes and tried to stay awake "ummm... are we gonna perform in today or are we gonna pass it to the understudies?" she asked changing the subject

"i can perform, is there a reason why you'll not perform?" i asked and that made her look down "let's prepare? i mean we can take a shower and eat in a nearby resto at 4" i continued making her feel fine

"yeah... sure" she nodded

"shower ummm n-not t-together if that's w-what your thinking" i murmured realizing what i just said

"o-of c-course... you're s-sick missy" she replied

"but you can... join me if you want" i said blushing a bit and she raised both her eyebrows and smiled at the funny idea