The Life I Once Lived

Sick

After school I called Kory to tell him that I was coming over. He said that it was okay, but not for long. I headed toward his house to check on him. When I got to his house I knocked on the door.

"Hey it's me!" I assured him.

"Come in babe!" Kory sounded worse than I thought he would. I turned the knob and walked into his large house. The house smelled of soup and cider. I set my purse on his dining table and went to the living room to find him lying on the couch. He smiled when he saw me but I was very quickly angered by the bloody nose, swollen lip, and bruised cheek. He saw my expression and adjusted himself to a sitting position.

"Alice, its definitely NOT what it looks like!"

"Really Kory, then what is it? Because you're obviously NOT sick! Why did you lie to me? You told me you'd never lie to me!" He tried to hide the pain the bruises were causing him. He tried to stand up but I got over to him to push him down gently enough to not hurt him."No, Kory, sit down!" He stood up anyway dealing with the pain I knew was there.

"I was out last night with Cameron Long. He got a little drunk and obviously it didn't go to well from there."

"You didn't explain why you lied, spill it Kory, all of it!"

"I knew if you knew I was, er, sick you would let me be for the most part. I hoped I could avoid this?"

"So now I'm overprotective? Do you want me to not care?"

"Mary Alice Tanner, stop!"

"Why because I'm to protective?"

"Stop!" he boomed, "Just stop. No you're not to protective. I just didn't want you worrying your pretty little mind over me. Over stupid, stupid, crap. When it had absolutely nothing to do with you, too!" I got up and walked over to the table, grabbed my bag, and headed for the door. Kory locked his hands onto my shoulders and I was frozen in place. "Alice, I'm sorry I lied to you. I just didn't want you to hurt for me." He had a tighter grip now than before.

"Kory, stop, you're hurting me." He let go immediately realizing I was in pain. One of his worst fears was me in pain.

"Sorry, Alice, I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine. I'm fine," honestly I was fine. I looked up at him and saw the pain, anger, the fear in his eyes.

"No you're not. I shouldn't have let you come over."

"I would have anyway," I grinned.