| "Let's by honest with each other, " he said in his best business like tone. "Your sick. It's not getting any better. This late night partying and going out every night isn't helping." Paige sighed. "Not this again." "Yes this again, " "You, Molly, Violet and Bailey telling me to take care of myself every five minuets isn't helping either," "Paige this beat your Mother and she was a strong women." The meer mention of her mother sent Paige into a rage. Her face turned red and she stood up. "No Dad, you beat Mom.If you and Molly hadn't been sneaking around maybe she would still be here." She dropped back into the chair and took a few deep breaths, "Last night I came to a decision. Until you go back to the hospital your not to see Matt." "YOU CAN'T DO THAT !" Paige screamed. "As long as you live under my roof you obey my rules." he said calmly. He'd managed to stay calm the way the would in a stressful meeting. "Well you know what Dad, we can soon sort that out." Paige barked before storming out of the office and out of the house. Paige went home, to her own house. The workmen had finished in the kitchen the day before. Paige had planned on getting Ellie around to help tidying up before she moved back in. But at that point Paige didn't care, she slammed the front door shut and wandered into the newly refurbished kitchen. There was a lot a sawdaust on the floor. Paige suddenly felt sick. She rushed upstairs and slammed the bathroom door. Nausea was a side effect of the medication she was taking, hopefully in two weeks time she wouldn't be taking it anymore. She'd have a normal life. Paige brushed her teeth and went into her bedroom. She kicked off her boots and lay on her bed. She watched the rain bounce off the glass before pulling the covers over her head and falling asleep. A week and a half later. Ellie handed Paige the cup of coffee and sat on the floor. She stared at Paige who lay on the sofa watching Sunday Night Heat. "Has he called ?" Ellie asked pushing her hair behind her ears. "Yes. Why did you give him my number ?" "Because he loves you and you love him. I can't believe you won't talk to him just because your dad said." "It's not just that. I need to think about some things." "Like what ?" Paige sat up and looked at Ellie. "We need to talk." "About ?" "About me." "OK." Paige stood up and paced the room. "I know when I first found out I had...I was sick we said we'd never talk about it like I was dying. But we have to incase I do. God i can't even bring myself to say it !" Paige sat back down and buried her head in her hands. Ellie sat next to her and hugged her. "It dosen't matter if you can't say it. Your not dying OK. Your getting treatment. Right now the only silly thing your doing is listening to that bitch Molly and your Dad and your pushing Matt out of your life." "But what if am dying. What if I can't beat this ? What will we do ?" "What we've always done. Get through it together." Paige looked up. "But what do I tell Matt ?" Ellie pushed Paige's hair behind her shoulder. "The truth.He loves you, you need to tell him anyway. Even if everythings OK." Paige rested her head on Ellie's shoulder. "What would I do without you ?" "No doubt suffer a lot because you had no-one to talk to." Paige arrived at Matt's house an hour later. It was Jeff who answered the door. As soon as he saw Paige he hugged her. "Where the hell have you been ? Matt's been worried sick about you. He's called but there's been no answer. He went over to your Dad's but your sister said you'd gone home." Paige pulled out of Jeff's hug. "Is Matt here ?" "Sure, come in." "No, I'll just wait here." Jeff disappered into the house. Paige heard him shout : "Matt, Paige is at the door." Matt came into veiw. "Hi," "Hi. I think we need to talk." |