Hilly POV :||

Teddy hadn't visited me in a while now.

I'm wondering if she still cares. I know this is a stupid as fuck question, but I need her company. John came every day, but Teddy came once every few weeks. One night, as my jet black hair cascaded down my shoulders, I got up.

I hadn't showered in what seemed like months. My legs and upper body where stiff. My head throbbed, and I had to hold on to the wall and my IV's for support. But it was worth having that nice hot water falling on my bare body. I wasn't expecting a visitor, so I sang.

I felt hands wrap around my waist, as I saw Johns naked body as well. My heart fluttered. "Mind if I join you?" he ask, putting shampoo in my hair. I blush as he massages it in. "Be my guest." I say.

He smiles, and kisses my neck. I put my hands in his hair, and moan. I can feel myself collapsing, but I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care.

I just don't care. I don't give a damn in the world right now. I just care if John is with me. It'd be nice if Teddy and Paul at least came to see me. But John understood me. "You're so beautiful, Hilly." he says. That's when I collapsed in his arms, and passed out on his bare chest.

At least I passed out in his arms.

Written By Chandler.