Chapter 31

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The next morning, Jules was still asleep. I decided to do some editing, and an hour later, I heard coughing. "How are you feeling, babe?"

"Like a word I won't say."

"So like shit."

"Yeah. Like that. This has been going on for a week now, and I'm honestly so sick of it."

"Best thing I can say is to keep up on medicine and have tea and such to help."

She nodded and burrowed deeper into the blanket. "Ugh. I have to put up a video today. I have no idea what I'm gonna do."

"You'll figure it out. For now, rest. That's most important."

Instead of falling back asleep like I wanted her to, she got up and grabbed her laptop. "Juliet, get some rest."

"No. I have work to do. Look; all I need to do is a little more editing, then upload. It's not gonna be that long."

She got to work and started swaying like she sometimes does when she's uber focused. She started humming something.

Eventually, she finished and said, "I'mma make a fluffernutter. You want anything?"

"Oreos would be great, if you wouldn't mind."

Jules rolled her eyes. "As you wish."

Juliet's POV:

I walked out of Colby's room and down the hall. I made my way down the stairs and tripped. Instantly, I tasted blood. I gingerly touched my face and muttered, "Oh, frick. Colby!"

He appeared momentarily and when he saw my hand, rushed next to me. "What happened?!"

"I tripped on the stupid penny board and went flying. How bad is it?"

He studied my arm. "I think you need stitches, babe. Come on."

We drove to an urgent care, and sure enough, I needed stitches.

The nurse sat me down in the chair and the silver pokey thing of death came looming closer and closer. "No! Get it away!"

She frowned. "You need to calm down. The faster we do this, the faster the needle will disappear."

Colby took my hand and said, "Look at me, okay?"

I let out a soft whimper and nodded. I gripped Colby's hand tightly as the needle pierced my skin. I couldn't hold back the small shriek of pain.

I made the mistake of staring at the needle for a moment and completely lost it. Tears started streaming down my face and next thing I knew, Colby was saying, "Hey, hey. It's okay, baby. You're done. It's all over. I'm so proud of you."

He dried my eyes and pulled me into a hug. We headed back to the house and Devyn looked at me from the kitchen. "Are you okay? You look kind of scared."

"I had to get stitches for doing something stupid. I'm kinda, really kinda, scared of needles."

Colby appeared behind me and said, "You were really brave."

I gave him a small smile and pulled out my phone. I sent out a tweet. 'Gonna do a Q & A. Ask me questions! #AskJuliet'

15 minutes later, I had set up my camera, and I started the video. "Hello, world of YouTube! Today, we're going to be answering your questions. Your handles will be on the screen. Let's go! Question one. How did you get into pop punk or emo music? I found it along the line and fell in love."

I scrolled to the next question. "What are your top five favorite songs? Oh. This is easy. Blood by MCR, Mercenary by Panic!, Ode to Sleep by Twenty One Pilots, Twin Skeletons by Fall Out Boy, and Skyway Avenue by We the Kings. A bonus, just cause it includes my name, is Check Yes Juliet, also by We the Kings."

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