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"I don't want to leave." She whispered.
"Really?" His eyes lit up then dulled as he continued. "You have to, I did this to you."
"No you didn't, I was sick."
"No you weren't you had mental fatigue. You had too much on your mind."
"Oh." She thought of the memory of Micheal in the bathroom. "No I was thinking about Micheal while I was in the shower. That must be why-"
"You want him back? I don't blame you if you do."
"No, never, I want you back. I was upset because I was thinking about when we broke up. He said some mean things to me. That's why I was crying when I came into the room. I was in a bad mood and took it out on you. Then I got too mad, and I guess my mind got fatigued." She giggled. He squeezed her hand.
"What'd he say to you?" He asked with concern in his eyes.
"He called me a bitch, and told me I was spoiled and that's why I lost my parents-"
"Oh, Angel. I am so sorry. I wish I could make it all go away." He layed his head on the hand that was holding hers. She ran her fingers through his hair.
"I love you." She half whispered a little questioning. She wasn't sure how he would react.
"I love you, too, Angel." He replied as tears escaped from the corners of his eyes. She ran her fingers through his short hair as she built up some courage.
"I don't want to leave. I never want to leave you again. I was thinking about the future- it's just- well it doesn't seem it would be the same without you there. You know- not as happy." He looked up at her with his sparkling blue eyes.
"It's so good to hear you say that." He got a mischevious smile. "Joey was going to kidnap you if you tried to leave."
"I know." He looked at her with squinted eyes.
"What?"
"I know, I heard ya'll talking to me."
"You did?"
"Yeah kinda, I mean you know when you are just about to fall asleep?" He nodded his head and she continued. "When you can hear everything but you can't really respond? That's how it was. I could hear ya'll but I couldn't respond. I kept thinking I needed to tell ya'll I was okay. Like when we were in the limo. But I just couldn't."
"Wow." He mouthed. He meant for it to come out but it just didn't. He cleared his throat. "Is it okay if the guys come in? I think they may have a heart attack if they aren't invited in soon." He pointed to them. They were all listening in the doorway but acting like they weren't. She giggled and motioned for them to come in.
"You're staying!" Joey beamed once he had reached the bed. Tiffany smiled at him then got a serious look suddenly. She looked at Lance who was the closet to the door.
"Tell Mike I said thank you. I really appreciate what he did." Lance followed her comand and realyed a message to her from Mike.
"He said 'Don't worry about. Curly would have killed me if I hadn't.'" He said in his best imatation.
"You better believe." Justin called out the door. "Get in here." He said seconds later. Mike walked into the room and leaned agianst the wall next to Chris. Tiffany's eyes followed his every movement. She waited until he looked like he was settled in, or at least as settled as he was going to get.
"Thank you so much Mike. I appreciate what you did for me. If I needed a bodygaurd I would steal you from Justin." She giggled. He nodded his head in thanks. The doctor walked in seconds later.
"You are awake." He said dryly. "I hope you got enough rest." He said looking at all the men in the room.
"Yes I did, they were very quiet and respectful, until I woke up." She said noticing the distaste in his eyes. They brightened as soon as she finished talking.
"Good." He said smiling at all of the guys. "You are fine. You just need bed rest for a couple of days. And you need to aviod stress. I got a full report from this young man." He said indicating Justin with a wave of his hand. "You seem to be going through a stressfull time in your life. I am going to refer you to a psychatrist-"
"That won't be necassary." She interupted. "I am fine." She insisted. The doctor shook his head and looked at Justin.
"You were right." He turned his attention back to Tiffany. "If you won't go to a psychartrist please find an outlet for your stress."
"I have one, my daycare."
"You work at a daycare? That may be a factor of your stress."
"No, I own a daycare. It's an outlet not a factor."
"I'll talk to you later." He excused himself from the room. Justin looked at her with pride in his eyes. He liked they way she spoke to the doctor. Most people listened to doctors without arguing, even if they didin't agree. She had been very blunt and upfront with the doctor. Justin kissed her gently then smiled down at her.
"You're not mad?" She said with surprise.
"No, I knew you wouldn't agree. You just have to promise to talk to me about everything. And if I think it is really necassary, go to a shrink." He chuckled.
"I think I can agree to those terms. But I need to add one of my own."
"What is it?"
"Kiss me." He leaned in and kissed her passionatly. He pulled away and left her with one last light kiss.
"I love you." He beamed.
"I love you, too."
"Ok, okay enough. Some of us are feeling a little lonely right now." Joey reminded them.
"Aaaww you poor boys. You all want kisses?" She teased. A couple of them nodded thier heads. "Well you'll have to stand in line, Justin can't kiss you all at once." She joked. She was bombarded with moans.
"I thought I was going to get lucky and get a kiss from her." Chris stage whispered to Lance. Lance punched him playfully. Tiffany's face was getting it's color back quickly. "Shall we go?" She asked them as she tried to get out of the bed. Justin guided her back into the bed.
"You are staying overnight." He informed her.
"No I am not." She countered.
"Well you try to tell your doctor that. He seems to think you are staying the night for observation."
"Where is he? Who is he, he thinks he can tell me what to do?" She giggled. "But seriously, I am going to try my hardest to get out of here. I'll just explain to him that I feel better." She said getting a little perky.
"You want me to go get him?" JC joked.
"Yes please. And if it's not too much trouble maybe a drink?" She said seriously.
"I'll get the drink you get the doctor." Lance said as he walked out the door. A few minutes later JC returned with the doctor. The docor looked down at Tiffany.
"Decided to get that referal after all?" He said hopefully.
"No, I decided I was leaving, I feel much better."