The Lovely Couple

Chapter 15

Two days later, Camille was released from the hospital and given a bottle of pills to take. She had to take three each day. These pills couldn't kill the bacteria, but they stop all the puking and coughing up blood.

Zack had asked his parents to let him stay with Camille for a while. They said it was fine. So for a few weeks, Zack would be staying in Camille's living room.

Camille, when she got home, had immediately gone to bed, complaining about being tired and cold. Zack had gone in a while later and noticed that her forehead was very hot. This meant she had forgotten to take one of her pills.

"Camille!" Zack prodded her cheek. She rolled over sleepily.

"Yes?" Camille said with a yawn.

"You need to take your pill," Zack told her.

Camille glared at him. She stood up and walked over to the counter where the pill rest. She swiped the pill off the counter and threw it to the ground. She stomped on it with all her might.

"Screw these dammed pills!" Camille yelled. "I'm just going to die anyways, so why bother?"

Zack wasn't exactly sure what to say to that. Finally, he said something. "Camille, this is just the fever talking. Be reasonable."

"Zack! How can you expect me to be reasonable when all I can think about is the Grim Reaper? How do you expect me to be okay when I know I'm not going to live another month? How the hell would you feel, Zack?"

Zack knew he wouldn't be able to convince her. He shrugged and sat down in the bed, head in hands.

Camille walked over to the bed and flopped down onto the bed. She quickly slipped into a deep slumber, a distressed Zack still sitting next to her.