The Trouble On Your Lips (Kellic)

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It's been about a week and a half since I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I was kept from school for the remainder of that week, plus the whole next week just for good measure. My mom was fretting over me which was a drastic change from ignoring my existence. At the moment things were going well. The few days after I found out about the disorder weren't that great. I wasn't exactly cooperative and was still really moody. The following days I slowly felt myself calm down, then I just felt like me. I was constantly on edge though, worried that I'd slip off the edge and have a break down, but it hadn't happened. My parents and my doctor assured me that the pills were probably working, but I don't think I'll really know until something happens that would trigger an episode.

Today was Monday and I was supposed to go back to school, but I had somehow contracted the common cold. I felt tired, had a headache, sore throat and my body was aching. I was actually looking forward to going back to school. I hadn't really communicated with anyone since I left. My mom let me send a quick text to Alex and Tay just to tell them that I was going on a holiday with my parents. I didn't want to tell them about my disorder because I didn't want the sympathy. My mom took my phone after that and she only let me have it back today because I was going to be home alone. She and my stepdad were at work and my sister was at college. I was alone for the first time in a while.

I lay on the couch in an oversized hoodie, sweatpants and a blanket covering me. It wasn't even that cold of a day but I was shivering. Plain and simple; being sick sucks. I picked my phone up from the coffee table and opened my messages. I wanted to send a message to Vic, but the last time I saw him I had acted like a total fool. He probably thinks I'm some psycho kid. He hasn't tried to contact me either. I hope he hasn't changed his mind about me. Even if he did I wouldn't let him walk away so easily. I'd be back to my charming ways in no time.

I sighed and put the phone back down. I rolled over onto my side, relaxing on the couch. I'd been having this drowsy feeling all week. Apparently it was a side effect of the Lithium pills I was on. My doctor said I was lucky that that was my only side effect so far. I hoped that I didn't get any more in the future.

I wanted to just doze off into a deep sleep, but with my head pounding away and my constant shivering, it was no use. After a while there was a knock on the door. I groaned, wanting to ignore it, but I got up anyway and trudged over to the door. I opened it and standing there was Vic. I was a little shocked to see him, after all he was supposed to be at school.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Um, well, when you didn't show up at school I got worried and called your mom. She said you were sick and staying home, so I bought you chicken soup," he said and gestured to the plastic bag he was holding, "But I probably should have called you first. I don't even know where we stand."

He bought me soup? My family never even brings me things when I'm sick. My face lit up with a smile. This was the nicest and sweetest thing someone has ever done for me. I grabbed him by his shirt, pulled him inside and pushed the door closed. I flung my arms around his neck in a tight embrace.

"Why are you so perfect?" I asked. His body, which had tensed when I jumped on him, relaxed and he slid his free arm around my waist. It just felt so nice to be close to him again. If I had any doubts about the authenticity of my feelings then this moment definitely put them to rest. He buried his face in my neck and pressed his cool lips against it.

"I missed you," he whispered.

"I missed you too," I said as I pulled away, "Being away from you sucked."

I looked at him, thinking about how much I wanted to kiss him, but of course I couldn't right now. I actually probably shouldn't be standing so close to him but I couldn't help it.