Until You're Cured

Ten Days

A/N: Wow guys, I really didn't think I'd make it this far. Thank you all for supporting it so much. Sorry if this chapter is bit all over the place, I was writing kind of quickly. Also, I'm not sure how to fill the next two chapters. So, ideas, please.

Ten Days

I wake up to the sound of a loud thump. My eyes fly open and I look around. Where the hell is Scott?

"Scott?" I call quietly.

"Down here." His voice drifts up from the floor. His blonde head pops up and he glares at me. "You pushed me. Goddamnit you're strong." Scott grumbles.

I giggle uncontrollably. I pushed the giant off the bed? Wow, I must be a lot stronger when I'm asleep than when I'm awake.

"Quit your laughing, Mitch," Scott snaps, still glaring.

"Make me," I snap back.

"I think I will," Scott smirks and then, he lunges for me. After pinning me under him, his hands move to my sides. He grins wickedly down at me.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE SCOTT!" I scream. One large hand moves to cover my mouth and he starts tickling me mercilessly. I scream and squirm and kick, but the more I move, the tighter Scott holds me. He presses me harder and harder into his mattress until it feels like he'll crush my chest.

"Scott, get off me," I whisper. "I can't breathe."

Scott looks down at me with his crystalline blue eyes. "Have you learned your lesson?"

"What lesson was I supposed to be learning?" I ask.

"Don't push me off the bed." Scott states, his face very serious.

"Then, yeah. Now get the fuck off, I can't breath." He climbs off me, rolling onto his side to keep looking at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's creepy." I mumble.

"Because I don't get to do this often enough and because in just over a week, I won't be able to anymore. I want to look at you as much as I can before..." he trails off, sighing. "I don't want to forget. I know that the Cure doesn't erase memory, just the memory of emotions, but we all know that you're supposed to forget that you ever felt anything for anybody. Especially if it's someone special. You're supposed to vaguely remember that they were important to you once but that, 'thank goodness they aren't anymore'. It's almost worse than completely."

"I think I'd rather forget completely if our places were reversed. I don't think I could handle knowing that you still had the extreme feelings for me that I can't even remember. But I also wish we could just be Cured together. Neither of us having to suffer-"

I'm cut off by Katy knocking on the door then immediately opening the door. "Sorry if I'm interrupting something. No I'm not. Anyway, Mom wants you two upstairs, the results for Kevin's sweep are coming in any minute now."

Scott rolls away from me, jumping up and lunging at his little sister like he did to me earlier. She's knocked off her feet, crumpling under the giant that is her oldest brother.

"SCOTT! GET OFF ME!" Katy yells. Sounds familiar, right? But Scott didn't start tickling her, he got really close to her face and whispered something.

"How many times do I have to tell you? One, you always knock. You did that, good. Two, you wait until one of us gives you the okay to come in. Got it, little sister?" he hisses. Katy goes completely still.

"Got it, Scott," she says, her voice tinted by fear.

"You sure?" Scott hisses again.

"Yes." Katy answers.