The Fighter and the Bad Boy

Chapter 6- reworked

Marie POV

Later that night I couldn't help but to think about my choice. I should call my doctor in the morning to see if eating unhealthy food affected me negatively somehow. You can never be too safe, plus I threw up.

Clara walked through the door. "Hey, Clara, let's have a movie night." I gave her a cheesy grin and finished by saying, "I'll even let myself pick first."

"Ha ha, very funny Marie, but if that's your way of asking politely, yes, you may choose the first movie, but I call dibs on the next two."

I got up from the couch and after looking over the selection I picked out Zombieland.

"Ugh, you know I can't stand zombies, Marie." I giggled at Clara and stuck my tongue out.

We were at the end of the movie where there was the big showdown at the Amusement Park. Honestly, what was Wigita thinking? She endangered herself and her sister just to get back to the feeling of being like a kid again. Well actually, I guess I can understand, I would give anything to go back to the way I was before I got sick. I guess cancer is my own zombie apocalypse.

Meanwhile, Clara had her face shoved under her blanket hiding from the scary brain-eating zombies. "Oh my god Clara, you're such a wuss. Woman up! It's the twenty-first century."

"Fuck you, you deliberately chose this movie because you know that I can't stand zombies."

The doorbell rang. Clara screamed. I laughed and went to answer the door. "Umm, what are you guys doing here?" Breakeven was at the door.

"Marie! Whoever is at the door, send them away, you know that I can't watch this movie alone. Fucking Zombies!"

I giggled and welcomed the boys into my humble abode. "It's movie night if you guys want to join. Clara gets next two picks because I made her watch Zombieland."

They all shuffled into the door awkwardly and followed me to the living area. "Hey Clara, look who is here." Her face reddened, probably thinking over what she had yelled at me. Her mouth was dropped open and it looked like she was trying to form words.

"Hi Clara, it's nice to meet you, I'm Dylan." She just stared at him blankly and held out her hand for him to shake. All the other guys greeted her as well.

She looked rather shy when she said, "It's nice to meet you, if you didn't already know my name is Clara."

*one movie later*

"Haha no, Letters to Juliet is a great movie! You do not get to judge it badly!" Clara was yelling at Dylan because he called her movie choice lame. "And before you continue with your speech, we are now going to watch The Notebook because we need to acquaint you boys with Nicholas Sparks."

"Noooo, Marie, your friend picks girly movies, make her choose something else. Please Marie, I feel myself switching genders over here," Cam was clearly unhappy with the way movie night was progressing.

"Oh come on Cam, her movies aren't that bad, plus I'm pretty sure you were tearing up there at the end." Dylan smiled over at my roommate, obviously a bit to infatuated.

Asher's POV from earlier that night

"Asher, hurry up we are going to Marie's, you need to get to know your new girlfriend." I scowled at Dylan's words, I couldn't care less about Marie or her FAKE status as my girlfriend.

"Fucking fake girlfriend," I groaned under my breath already wanting to be back home and in my bed.

"Man come, on I heard that," I heard Cam say from outside my door. "She seems nice enough, who knows maybe you'll even actually like her." Glaring at him I pushed my way downstairs and to the car.

"Are you guys coming or what?" I questioned with a tone of annoyance in my voice.

*present*

I'm currently watching Marie smile as she watches the interactions between my friends and hers. Something is dripping down her nose, disgusting. She appears to feel it on her face, her gorgeous face, wait what the fuck am I thinking, no she is ugly and I hate her. What is that on her face? Her eyes grow wide and she puts her hand over nose as she runs into the kitchen.

"Marie, what's wrong?" Her friend Clara, who was putting The Notebook in, gets up and shoots into the kitchen after her. "Oh fudge, let me get the frozen peas." All of us guys look around at each other and like we made a silent agreement, we get up to walk after them. Dylan is the first one in and he immediately takes a step back. What in the hell is happening? I push past him and there is blood all over the floor.

Marie is huddled on the floor holding a dish rag to her nose. It's soaked through with blood. Clara hands her the frozen peas and rushes to grab a towel from the linen closest.

Marie weakly tells us to get out. Clara snaps her head around to look at us and a snarl comes across her face as she sees us standing there. "What are you doing, this is none of your business!"

"Clara..." Marie's voice catches as she starts to slump to the floor. "Clara, the pills in my cabinet, I need them, I-I forgot to take them." Clara rushes past us and down the hallway. Dylan kneels down on the floor by Marie.

"Marie, Marie, you need to stay awake." She nods at him even as her eyes flutter.

"Marie, I didn't know which one it was, so I brought all of them." My eyes open wide in shock as Clara drops around ten to fifteen different bottles of medication onto the floor in front of her. Marie's face has gotten very pale as she weakly opens her eyes and points to one. I quickly pick it up and read the label, which is some long random name that I have no idea how to say and pluck one out her. Clara glares at me as she snatches it from my hands and hands it to her.

Clara then goes to the refrigerator and pulls out a syringe. "Shall I do this or should you?" Marie holds out her hand for it and Clara sets it into her hands. Her hand is shaky as she lowers it to her thigh. Dylan then takes it from her and puts it into her leg and pushes the plunger. She weakly smiles at him.

"Alright help me get her up, when need to take her to the hospital." We all look to Clara and nod in agreement. Cam lifts her up but I take her and carry her bridal style out to the car. I get in the back with her on my lap and Clara gives me a fresh towel because her nose is still bleeding. The guys pile in and we rush off to the hospital.