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Alicia

I opened my eyes to the sun shining through the curtains. I squinted, trying block out the sun. I noticed I was in my tank top and sweats that I wore to bed. Jace must've changed me after I fell asleep. I rolled back over and closed my eyes. "Good morning sleepy head." I rolled over and opened my eyes to see Jace in the doorway, holding a mug. I groaned. "Just let me sleep." I replied. I felt a dip in the bed and reopened my eyes, seeing Jace sitting on the bed, he was already dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans.

"Are you sure? It's already 1:00 in the afternoon. I told you you were exhausted." 

"What??" I quickly sat up, my head spinning in the process. Jace must've noticed.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, grabbing my arm.

"I'm fine, just tired, that's all." He frowned.

"If you're still tired you should go back to sleep, it's okay. Maybe you're getting sick or something." I shook my head.

"It's okay. I'm fine. I hate sleeping so late." He smiled.

"I brought you some tea. Maybe the caffeine will help." He said, handing me the mug he was holding. I grabbed it and took a sip, already feeling more awake.

"Thank you." I smiled. "Oh! I need to take my medication it's already late." I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed the bottle of pills. I frowned, finding it empty. I looked over at Jace and he was smiling. "What did you do?!" I demanded, putting the bottle back.

"I told you that you didn't need pills and you weren't going to therapy anymore. So I dumped the pills in the toilet and told your therapist you were done." I put the tea on the nightstand and stood up off the bed, holding onto the nightstand for support as I was still a little dizzy.

"We hadn't made that decision yet! I told you that I didn't want to stop any of that!" Jace stood up as well.

"You are so selfish! Everything is always about you and what you want! I care about you, enough to voice my opinion on therapy being a bad idea, and you don't even care enough about me to not hurt yourself. I ask you not to hurt yourself and you do it anyways even though it hurts me! Because you're selfish. It would just be nice if for once you cared enough about what I want. All I ever do is look out for you and get nothing in return." He walked out the door and slammed it behind him. I stood where I was, frozen, trying to hold back the tears. He was right, I was selfish. All he ever does is look out for me and care for me and put up with my crap. And all I ever do is think of myself. I know he hates when I hurt myself yet I do it anyways. I started crying and sat down on the bed. I heard the door open and Jace came to sit next to me.

"I am selfish. I'm so sorry." I said through the tears. He put his arms around me and pulled me in for a hug.

"You aren't selfish. Yes, I don't like when you hurt yourself but you aren't selfish, I was just mad. I didn't mean to make you cry. It's just I don't like to see you in pain. I can see you're hurting still. Therapy isn't helping you. I just want what's best for you." I wiped my eyes and he let go of me.

"I know, and I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you. Please forgive me?" He smiled.

"Of course I forgive you." He said, putting his mouth on mine. "I love you." I smiled as he pulled away.

"I love you too." His phone went off and he pulled it from his pocket to check it.

"It's the guys, we're supposed to be hanging out today. Will you be okay here by yourself?" I nodded.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Go, have fun!" He stood up and kissed my forehead.

"You're the best. If you're still feeling tired at all I want you to lay down okay? I don't want you getting sick or anything." I nodded as he walked out the door.