I was now worried. Mom left later that evening making sure that Evan watch me, like I was a two year old or something She had given him strict orders only to give me my a pain pill only if I ate. He promised her and she left happily. But that had been a few hours ago, and I was lying on the couch in the crook of Evan’s arm watching some TV show that I wasn’t following. Shannon wasn’t home, and this being a school night I was surprised.
      I kept watching the clock, even though my eyes were drooping. I would come awake with a shake when I fell asleep. Evan was either getting jumpy himself or was sick of my little tremors because he asked me what was wrong.
      “Shannon should be home by now.” I said.
      “Do you want me to call over at Noel’s?” he wanted to set my worries to rest. I nodded and he picked up the phone on the end table and the sheet of paper which Shannon had left Noel’s number in case of an emergency. “Now won’t you feel stupid if I am interrupting something.” he said as he dialed. He frowned after a couple of minutes. “They either aren’t picking up the phone, or they are out.”
      “That’s odd. Shannon has school tomorrow. ” I couldn’t shake the feeling that something strange was going on.
      “She’ll probably be home soon, but I think it’s time you went to bed and stopped worrying about it.”
      “Aye aye captain.” The drugs were take effect.
      Evan tucked me into bed then kissed me gently and was turning to leave when I grabbed his arm. “Stay, I don’t want you to leave me.” I pleaded, I silently added forever.
      “You sure?” I nodded. He stripped down to his skivies then slid between the cool sheets and enveloped me in his embrace. I sighed in contentment, this was the perfect place to be at least for the moment.”You always are so warm.” I murmured absently.
      I felt Evan’s heated whisper on my forehead, “You still have that headache?”
      “Nope,” I yawned, “I like Pain pills.”
      “We are going to have to talk about this arrangement,” he said seriously.
      I avoided the subject the best way I knew how, “What is there to talk about, I like you, you like me, we are sleeping together, end of story, I don’t want to talk about anything else.” I kissed him then snuggled closer to him.
      He was smoothing my hair, “I will let you get away with that for now, but soon things will come to a point that we will have to talk about.” My eyes started to mist, and I know he could feel the wetness of my tears on his chest, but he still held me, until I slept.