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James P.O.V
"Why do I have to fuck everything up?" She about whispered after she finished crying.
I don't know what to say. I rubbed her back until finally she was asleep. I laid her on her bed and left.
I went to the kitchen to make coffee.
"Hey." Drake came into the kitchen.
"Hey." I replied, getting a coffee mug.
"Enough for two?" He smiled a begging smile.
"No." I teased with a smile.
"Ha ha." He fake laughed and grabbed a coffee mug.
"So, what are your plans today?" I asked, trying to make conversation.
"Actually, that's why I came down." We both went to the living room before he continued. "I was wondering if I could go to a friends house. Dad knows the family." He smiled an innocent smile.
"Let me talk to your dad."I say as my phone vibrates. "How about now since he's calling?" I show the screen.
Carly's P.O.V
I woke up what seemed like hours later with a big headache. I feel slight sick to the stomach as well.
"Why do I have to fuck everything up?"
My own words play again, and again in my mind. Then I felt it.
I ran as fast as u could to the bathroom and let everything I have eaten in the past two days come up.
I knew I was heard when James hands wrap around my hair. Then his free hand was rubbing my back.
After I finished emptying my stomach I turned around and Drake was standing there covering his mouth, in shock.
"Drake." I barely whispered. He just stood there as I was sitting weak on the floor.
"Drake." My voice cracks this time and he looks into my eyes. One single tear falls down his face and I can't help but get weaker. Everything turns black.
Drake's P.O.V
I heard footsteps upstairs after James said I can go to Charlie's house. James runs upstairs and I quickly follow. Noises take us to the bathroom.
When we get there, my big sister is on the ground letting all of her food come up. I stood there in shock, like an idiot, instead of helping. When she's finished she looks at me.
"Drake." She barely whispers.
I can't speak, even of I try.
"Drake." She says with a cracky voice. Just as I think of something her eyes close and she falls into James' chest.
"Carly!" I scream and run over to them.
"Sh. We have to take her back to her bed. Go get a plate of crackers and make some chicken noodle soup." James picks her up.
I run through the house as fast as I can. While the soup is in the microwave I went to cabinet and grab a hand full of mints. Then I go back upstairs with everything in hand.
