Cocoa And Vanilla

The rain beat noisily against the roof as I started to nod off. Today had been quiet, mostly because I had not met up with Justin today.

After the incident yesterday, I got in a argument with my father about his jersey. He claimed that Justin was being a playboy and wanted to 'claim' me. His words made me upset and I said: "He was just being nice. Why don't you understand that?" To which he retorted: "He's a boy!"

I left the scene without further problems and went to sleep. You wouldn't believe how happy I was when I woke up and saw that they had already left for work.

My finger twitched in annoyance as my phone began to ring and I sighed. I looked at caller name and my lips quirked into a tiny smile.

Speak of the devil...

I answered it. "Aw, I didn't know you would miss me to the point that you would call." I teased.

There was silence and my smile dropped off of my face. "Justin?"

Someone was on the other line. I could hear their soft breathing. "Um," A little girl's voice broke through and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Merissa?"

"Sí."

I wasn't quite sure what to say next and she wasn't sure either. I barely knew Spanish and she probably knew very little English.

"Justin," She started. "Very sick." Her english was broken but I understood.

"¿Muy mal?" I asked, making sure I was pronouncing right.

"Sí." She said quietly.

"I'll coming over okay," I said hopping up and looking for some shoes. "Um, estoy llegando a ayudarle." I prayed that she understood. Google translate only did so little.

"Gracias." She whispered before hanging up.

I let out a sigh and grabbed my jacket. I let a note for my parents and left the house. I drove faster than usual and nearly cussed out another driver for cutting in front of me without warning.

I parked in his driveway and knocked on his door. It opened not a second later by little Merissa and I smiled at her. She grabbed my hand and let me inside. We got up the stairs and I suddenly heard the sound of retching.

Merissa had a look of distress on her face and I patted her head. I braced myself and knocked on the bathroom door. "Justin."

"Desti-" My name cut off by the sound of gagging and my eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Justin, do know what you have?" I asked.

"Probably just a stomach bug." He answered breathing hard.

"When you're done, just come out. I need to analyze this." I looked at Merissa and saw that she looked pale.

"Okay, doctor." It sounded like he tried to laugh but it came out as a cough.

I squatted in front of Merissa and felt her forehead with the back of my hand. "You're warm..."

I clicked my tongue and picked her up. "Guess I'm going to be a mother today."

I carried her downstairs and laid her down. "Stay here." She nodded and I went to the kitchen.

I searched for a washcloth and wet it with cold water. I had also found some gloves and some other cleaning tools. I came back placed it on her forehead. I heard the bathroom door open and footsteps followed.

I gawked at Justin's appearance. He was very pale, skin ashen with a layer of sweat, he was shaking, his hair was disheveled and he was wrapped in a blanket.