What Hurts the Most

Drifting off to Sleep

Jeremy's P.O.V

Kimberly and I are walking up to the door of her house. I'm carrying Helena,bridal style, to the door just hoping she doesn't hit her head. I know what you're thinking. Why didn't we carry her home instead? What would we tell her parents. 'Uhmm sorry Mr and Mrs Smith for bringing your daughter home at 3a.m, but she was passed out on the floor at her boyfriend's house and we are almost positive that no one raped her.' Yeah, sounds crazy right. So since we couldn't do that, we decided to take her to Kim's place, then Kimberly would take her home when she woke up.

"Uhm Jeremy. I think, I forgot to bring my keys for the house." Kimberly says snapping me out my daze. We really need to get in the house. My hands feel numb and Helena isn't getting any lighter.

" Don't you guys have a spare key hidden somewhere?" I mutter, trying not to make it obvious that Helena is slipping from my grasp. As the words leave my mouth, a light goes off in Kimberly's head. She then bends down and lifts a flower pot off the ground. Kimberly has nice, long, toned legs. I tilt my head a little and realize that Kimberly is wearing pink zebra underwear. She always did like the colour pink. Wait, why am I checking Kimberly out? Jeremy, she's your best friend, calm down.

"You coming in or what?" Kimberly questions, in a hushed tone. She opens the door a little wider, so that Helena and I can get through easily." Okay, try to be as quiet possible, I don't want to wake Ms Rodriguez" she whispers. We tiptoe up the colossal staircase and into Kimberly's room. Once we enter Kim's room, I let out a deep breath, that I didn't realise I was holding. " Put her down on the twin size bed" Kimberly request before disappearing into her bathroom. It's a good thing Kimberly has an extra bed in her room, because from what I remember, Helena is a terrible sleeper. I lay her on the bed, and my arms immediately feel relaxed.

" Kim, do you have a bucket and aspirin?" I inquire.

"Yeah, why? " she responds while opening the bathroom door.

"Helena's gonna need them when she wakes up" I announce.

Kimberly then appears in a yellow tank top and really short pink sweats. Doesn't she know I'm a sucker for legs. "Thanks for the heads up. Oh while you're up can you grab a slack shirt from the drawer, for Helena please."

"Sure, no problem" I pull out the first drawer, furthest to the left of the chest of drawers. Nope, not that drawer. What the? "Kimberly, no mean to pry, but why do you have a thong?" I ask holding up the garment of underwear, so that she can see it .

"You should see your face, you thing that's mine?" She says between fits of laughter. "That's hers" she says while pointing to Helena. For some strange reason, I feel almost relieved. I look at my watch and see that it's half past three. I really should be getting home. "Let me walk you to the door." Kimberly says, almost reading my mind. Kimberly walks out of the door, but when I'm just about to walk over the threshold she comes back in panting.

"What's wrong?" I say questioningly.

"Miss Rodriguez and my mom are awake. They are downstairs in the kitchen" she mutters almost out of breath.

" And?" I remark being oblivious to her point.

"Okay, you want to go downstairs and explain to them why you're coming out of my bedroom at 3: 30 in the morning." she says in a sarcastic panic.

" Kimberly we used to sleep in the same bed all the time, when we were kids, why is it different now." I say trying to assure her that nothing is wrong with this, but by the look on her face it looks like I'm failing.

" Oh really, lets see how its different shall we?" ,she says tilting her head a little ,"First of all, while we were kids you stayed all night, you didn't leave in the middle of the night. Two, my mom would know when you were here and three none of us had gone through puberty ." she retorts sassily.

" Okay okay I get your point, what am I gonna do?" I ask.

" I guess you're sleeping here, we'll deal with everything else when we get up but for right now I am tired. Let's just get some sleep." she says while getting into her bed.

" Uhm Ms before we hit puberty, where am I supposed to sleep." I ask her jokingly.

" I know I'm a girl but I promise you I don't have cooties. It's a queen size bed, I'm sure there will be enough space for the both of us." she replies jokingly.

"Okay fine turn around." I say.

"Why?" she inquires.

" I can't go to sleep in the same clothes, I went to the party in, now can I? " I inquire hoping she'll get why I want her to turn around.

"Whatever." she chuckles and turns over under her comforter, while taking off her glasses and placing them on the night stand. "Good night Jeremy" she utters before closing her eyes.

" Goodnight Kimberly" I say softly. I take off my T-shirt , jeans and glasses, then get into bed with Kimberly. That sounds so wrong, but I can't focus on my completely disturbing thought, because as soon as my head hits the warm pillow ,I feel myself drifting off to sleep.

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I know its a short chapter but I had to update, felt so happy. Thank you to all who read and voted What Hurts the Most.