Enemies with Benefits by KiKi XoXo (cool books to read .txt) 📖

I'm coming down with something. Going and seeing Paige helped at first, she even noticed I'm not doing to hot, but then out of know where she flipped and practically said she never wanted to talk to me again. That is making me feel worse. I think part of my sick probably in fact is all this going on with her, withdrawls almost. It's been two days and we have barely even talked to each other, and when we did talk we were fighting. I wanted to fix things with her, I was there to fix things with her. 

 

Now I'm laying on the floor in my room, because it's cold compared to my bed. I never get sick, that why this is so foreign to me. It is also why I think it has something to do with what's happening between Paige and I. I swipe the back of my hand across my forehead again, I'm not actually sweating but my body is radiating heat.  I role over onto my stomach, but that's even more uncomfortable I flip back over as my door squeeks open. I pull up my neck, checking to see who it is. I mumble swear words as Jason comes in making himself comfortable. Closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath I sit up. What does he want? I don't want  to talk to him, I don't want to see him. Although it gives me a semi calmed mind knowing he isn't with Paige.

 

"You don't look to good." He chuckles, and I just flip him off. "Oh no snarky comment? I guess Paige was right you really aren't feeling good." I look at him, Paige told him I was sick?

 

"What?" I ask standing up.

 

"Yeah... she called me about 20 minutes ago..." he says as if it's not a big deal... as if she called him all the time. He is just trying to get to me now. "Wanted to let me know you were sick and probably need some kind of medication."

 

She called him worried about me. It brings a slight smile to my face, as I lean against the wall looking out my closed window. I move the blinds, so I can see out. It's a nice bright sunny day out. The sun hurt my god damn eyes. Closing the blind I look away. Paige is right I probably will eventually need some thing, but I hate going to the nurse. Hospitals, nurses, doctors, it all kind of freaks me out.

 

"Well I'm fine its just a little bug, it'll be gone by school on Monday." I say, even though I'm not completely sure on it. I hope it will be gone by Monday.

 

"Yeah... I think you should stop by the nurse." He sighs.

 

"Oh now you're looking out for me? Because your little ... toy asked you to." I role my eyes, but I myself know she isn't his toy. He wants her to be, but she isn't. Which I can see on his face for a second, but then he clears it away.

 

"A girl like her isn't used as a toy." He says in a whisper, and I almost nod in agreement she isn't. She can hold her own, I would know. "You know I do actually care about you... is it really that surprising I want you get better?" He tries convincing me for a second. "Would you rather I say I want you better so I have a first base men for baseball?" He stands up now crossing his arms. That actually makes since. That would be a reason for him to want me to get better. 

 

"What ever I'll go if it gets worse." I tell him, he just shakes his head and leaves with out anything else. I get up and look out the window again waiting to see him come out. I lay down on my bed once I see him get in his car and drive off. I doze in out for the rest of the day, liking all the sleep. 

 

***

 

I shoot out of bed, and look at my door. It sounds like someone broke in, but no one is there. As my sense come together I hear the pounding music and who ever knocking on my door. I get up glancing at reflection quickly, I still look terrible. I open the door slightly, and see Anne standing there. The music only makes my head even worse, and Anne steps back seeing that I'm obviously sick. 

 

"You don't look to good." She says, and I just nod. I had a snarky comment, but I don't feel like getting into it now with her especially.  "Need someone to make you feel better?" She asks, stepping closer, even  closer then what she was before. 

 

"Ah... no." I say, and her facial expression drops. I don't know why she keeps coming back to me, I've told her no like 50 times and it's starting to get on my nerves. But I can't be to mean... her dad is the principle.  "Now... I don't mean to be rude, but I seriously feel like shit." 

 

"You look it." She says. "Are you sure you don't need anything? Like tylenol even?" She offers.

 

"I'm good." I say, she gives me a goodbye smiles and turns away. I close the door. I check my phone, and I see Wyatt as been trying to get ahold of me all day. Asking about a party, I toss my phone onto my bed. There is no way I'll be able to get back to sleep with the music. But sleep is what I need. Well I'm sure I need to go to the nurse, because I am only getting worse, and now I'm getting a stuffy nose and my head is getting worse with every second. I throw on sweat pants and and sweat shirt. I'm gonna go stay at Jason's cabin thing. Although if he is there he'll make me go the nurses building. I sneak out of my room with out any one stopping me, everything is in full blast, so no one really paif me any attention. 

 

Getting into my car, I drive to Jason's place but it's locked. I mumble more swear words, wondering why he locks his door. I get back in my car where can I go that will be quiet. Other then the nurses building. My mind wonders to Paige, but she might be at the party and if she isn't she would probably also send me to the nurse. Where else would I go? Where else could I go?

 

Going down the stairs at my dorm was pretty easy, but up the three flight to her room actually tired me out. I don't do sick, at all this is giving me hell. I hold my arm out pressing my palm against the wall next to her door to help keep me up God, I feel like I'm drugged. I knock with my other hand, and it only a couple seconds before the door opens. 

 

"Yeah?" she asks, "Oh. Jake?" She says, "Oh wow... hey you need to go to the nurse." She says right away. I shake my head. She opens the door more letting me inside. 

 

"I'm sorry, I just wasn't going to get any rest at my place.. I checked to see if I could stay at Jason's but he wasn't there." I say already even losing my voice. Jesus I'm having symptoms for multiple freaking sickneses! 

 

"I'm taking you to the nurse." She says leaving the door open, she grabs her keys and pushes me out of her room.  I just came up the goddamn stairs too. She keeps a hold of my arm, until she has me sitting in her car. Then she gets in next to me.  "I can't believe you didn't go see the nurse. I told Jason to make you go." She says driving. 

 

"You told Jason I was sick." I say, and my smie comes back. I look over at her, and her eyes flick towards mine for a second then they're back on the road. 

 

"Yes." She replies. "You're... and you need to see the nurse." 

 

"You're worried about me." I add, and she glances at me again. 

 

"Yes." She sighs. Then the car stops and we're there already. She gets out, and gets me out of the car. 

 

"Can I just go back to your dorm... let me sleep.. it'll go away." I say. The closer we actually get to the building the faster my heart races. 

 

"Oh stop it... your being a baby... are scared of hospi- awww Jake you're scared of hospitals?" She pauses a minute. 

 

"Not the time.." I shake my head. 

 

"Yeah you're right." Then she started moving again, and we're inside the building.  "Do you need me to stay with you?" She asks. 

 

"Please." I say grabbing her now before she can get away. I don't want to be here by myself." 

 

"Okay.." She says, I let go of her. The nurse goes through checking all my vitals and then the appointment gets more into my actually problem, she gives me a strep throat test, already ruling out the common cold. Time passes, and Paige stays, sitting next to me. We chat about the play, not bringing up anything about earlier. Although the awkwardness is in the air, I don't care. She is here, she is worried and wants to know what's wrong just as much as I do.  

 

"You look tired... are you sure you don't just want to stay here tonight?  It's already eleven anyways." She says, getting up from her chair. She walks over to the painting across the room looking at it. 

 

"I'd prefer to not stay here." I yawn, but she is right I'm tired as hell. We've been in here about 20 minutes now by ourselves the nurse is still running some tests. 

 

"You need to sleep, Jake." She scolds, leaning against the wall. She's tired as well, I close my eyes  knowing I should tell her to just go and sleep. I don't want to get her sick too. 

 

"You can go... I'll be okay. Go sleep." I say, and she glances at me from across the room. 

 

"No," she moves away from the wall, walking back to her chair. "I told you I would stay, so I will. I feel bad for practically forcing you to come here especially since you don't like it." She laughs at me and my fear. "You can still sleep though, I wont leave."

 

"Yeah but what would you do then? Cause I mean.. not that I have a problem with you looking at me.. but watching me sleep..?" He lean bak laying my head against the wall, thinking about Paige watching me sleep gives me both good and weird feelings. Mostly weird, but in some ways it's romantic you could say. I flip the roles in my head, if Paige was sleeping and I was in the room, I'm sure I'd be fascinated to watch her. That's creepy, but true. I peek down at her now sitting next to me again, she is looking down at her phone reading something. I close my eyes looking away, it's not my business.

 

"I wouldn't watch you sleep..." She finally replies, and it makes me chuckle she is couple minutes late on the response.  "What?" 

 

"Oh come on... you'd probably pull up a chair and watching intently." I joke, and she just shakes her head at me. 

 

"That sounds more like you." She sighs, and her phone starts ringing. It's Mrs. Oliver's contact. Why on earth is she calling her this late? Paige stands again, but doesn't leave the room. She faces the wall across from us though so I can't see her face. Hmmm...? I listen, to her and so far she hasn't done move talking other then saying hello and yes I got the message.  After a couple more minutes of Paige saying she doesn't know for sure, I finally get a clue to what they're talking about. A college visit, I'm surprised Paige doesn't want to go, but then