Dusk's P.O.V.

"Quigley, wait!" I called after him. He continued walking away from the shop, not even looking back. I continued to follow him and became guilty about agreeing to get froyo with Winston. I couldn't even imagine what was going in Quigley's head. "Quigley, stop!" I called out to him. Finally, he looked back at me as I caught up with him. "What the hell, Dusk? How could you do that to me?" He barely whispered. "Quigley, it's not what it looked like!" I told him, silently hoping that it would convince him a little.

"Really? Then explain to me why you have been hanging out with him all day today? And why haven't you even told us what happened after we left the hospital?" He growled. "Because my Father wants me to make sure his first day went well! We were only hanging out as friends!" I explained, trying to stay calm at his accusations. Quigley shook his head in denial, and my heart sank inside my chest. "Why have you been hanging out with him? Do you think he's a better guy to hang out with besides me?"

"No! I don't think that at all! Winston understands what I'm going through! His father is a doctor, and he can help me through my illness!" Quigley looked at me stunned, "What illness?" He asked. I shook my head, telling him that he wouldn't understand. "Tell me! What illness do you have?!" he asked, raising his voice. "ALRIGHT! I HAVE LUPUS!" I shouted. I reached into my bag and pulled out the bag of medications, and showed them to him. 

"You see these? These are the medications I have to take every day! Because I don't, my kidneys could fail before I find a donor!" Quigley's eyes grew wide as he continued to stare at me. "I could die, Quigley," I whispered. Tears began to sting my eyes as I waited for his reaction. I thought he would be understanding and hug me, telling me that it was going to be okay.

But, instead, he ran away from me like I was some bear chasing him. "Quigley!" I called out to him as he continued to run. I was stunned, yet at the same time, I feared that something like this would happen. But I didn't expect it to end with my boyfriend running away from me. "Dusk! Are you okay?" Winston called out. My hands went to my chest, and I could barely get my feet to move. Quigley's figure became in the distance, and I let out a quiet sob. "Are you alright?"

I slowly turned around to see Winston standing a few feet away from me. His face fell as he opened his arms, inviting me to hug him. I let out a sob as I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into his blazer. "It's gonna be okay," he whispered. "It just hurts so bad," I sobbed harder.

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Winston and I began walking back to the school, and I was trying my best to stop crying so father wouldn't start questioning why I was crying. My father was a good man, but if you messed with either one of his daughters, he would lose his mind. I was so glad I had Winston there with me. Otherwise, I would be a sobbing mess in the middle of the street. He continued rubbing my back as we walked through the empty halls. "I need to stop in here for a moment," I said when we got close to the back door of the auditorium.

"My friend Veronica's in there, and I need to tell her before Quigley does and turns her against me," He carefully opened the door, and we walked towards the front of the stage where Veronica was sitting, doing her homework. "Hey, Veronica," I said, getting her attention. She looked up from her homework and smiled when she saw me. "Hey Dusky! Hey Winston!" she greeted us.

I wiped my eyes with the corner of my finger, and Veronica's face became full of worry. "Are you okay?" She asked, slowly walking towards me. "No, s-something h-happened. To me," I choked up. She took my hand and the three of us sat at the edge of the stage as I told her everything that happened, from the Lupus diagnosis, to blurting it out to Quigley and him running away from me. "That son of a- I'm gonna kill him!" She growled under her breath.

"V, please don't do that!" I begged. "No! If he hurts my friend, I will bury him six feet under!" She said, standing up. "Please, Veronica. It's not worth it," I grabbed her hand. After a moment of silent pleading, she sat back down and sighed. "Okay, but if you change your mind and want me to kill him, I will," "I'll keep that in mind," I nodded. I gently rested my head on her shoulder, and I started crying again as the memories with Quigley came flooding back. Our first meeting, our first kiss at the party, and dancing together at The Winter Ball.

I thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up.