"Well three days in the hospital is a while," I shrug sipping hot coco and hanging Jackie her mug of coco, the two of us watching T.V. in her room on her computer, the day particularly cold. We watch to pass the time.

"He'll be OK," Jackie reassures me, "and..."

Jackie turns away and sighs. "I kissed his cheek."

"What?" I ask.

"I was cuddling him and I-" Jackie explains.

"Hey it's not much more than I already said was fine," I shrug, "should we talk about all that though?"

"What do you mean?" Jackie inquires.

Nope. Nope. Nevermind. Bad idea. She would never agree to it. Let alone Wilson.

"Nevermind," I shake my head, "but I wish I could hug something. I'm worried about Wilson."

"I still have Sparky," Jackie explains.

"No I mean," I explain, "Wilson wanting to cuddle so much, it rubs off on you."

I sip my coco, unsure what else to say as I turn attention towards the anime. At the next commercial break, I feel a warmth on my left and turn to see Jackie leaning in to hug me. I hug her back, moving over to leave space for her in my seat as she sits with me, leaning in more to cuddle me. I smile, and begin to relax as we start the next episode of the show.

It's nice, honestly. Peaceful. I wonder if this is how things would've been if she never attacked that party and stayed calm. If things were different. However, I can think about what could've been all day. Won't change the past. We can only look to the future.

I sip my hot coco, not saying anything. No reason to say anything. Not right now.

"You're kinda cheating on Wilson," the blue hallucination whispers, "just saying."

"Shut up," I mutter.

"You're a whore," she laughs, "that's all you are! All you are is a worthless whore!"

I jump out of my seat, my heart pounding as I shake my head, beginning to cry.

Jackie instantly knows what's wrong and quickly rushes over to wipe my tears away.

"Whatever she's saying she's lying to you," Jackie explains, "it's OK."

"She says I'm cheating on Wilson," I explain, "That I'm a whore."

"No!" Jackie exclaims, "That's bullshit. I mean I cuddled Wilson. You're literally doing what he did. Here. I'll prove it. We can call Wilson right now."

"OK," I sigh, "Go on ahead."

Jackie calls Wilson and puts him on speaker.

"Hey Wilson," she greets, "You OK?"

"I'm on my way to the dorms now actually," Wilson explains, "Yeah. Why?"

"So you know how you and Jackie cuddled?" I ask, "It's not cheating if I cuddle Jackie right?"

"I assumed that was implied," Wilson explains, "I say we just clear this up right now. It's OK for everyone to cuddle each other out of us three. OK? Like, it's basically what we already do isn't it?"

"I'm cool with it," Jackie shurgs.

"Works for me," I reply.

"OK," Wilson replies, "Well if you two are still in a cuddling mood I may drop by. Cya later. Love you Cathrine."

"Love you too," I reply.

Jackie hangs up and hugs me, "See? It's OK."

I hug her back and sigh, "This is all so complicated."

"Why fix what isn't broken?" Jackie asks.

"I dunno," I shrug, "I just... guess I'm over thinking things."

I sit back down, sipping coco to calm down, hoping that blue bitch won't come back any time soon. I hate her. She always makes mountains out of mole hills. Even though she's technically a part or my subconscious and all, I stand by my point that she fucking sucks.

"You forget your meds?" Jackie asks, sitting in her own seat, trying to give me some space.

"It's rare but she can appear anyways," I sigh, "Sorry."

"You still wanna cuddle?" Jackie inquires.

I walk over to Jackie, who moves to give me space, and take her in my arms, my heart slowing as I begin to feel at peace once again, sipping coco as we watch the anime, the warmth from Jackie soothing me as I turn my attention to the show.

"You don't get it Frank-Kun!" The protagonist's best friend pleads, "You don't need to do this!"

"I'll show you!" Frank exclaims, "I'll show you what happens when you side with them Bertha-Senpai! I'll show you the power of bloodlust!"

"This is so over the top," Jackie chuckles.

"The dub is better," I reply.

"I don't get why Bertha joined the bad guys," I sigh, "she was one of Frank's closest friends."

"The writers needed Frank to summon the power of bloodlust," Jackie shrugs, "it makes sense that her betrayal would push him over the edge. There are hints throughout."

"True true," I shrug, "Now start the next episode. It's getting good."

The show continues until there's a knock on the door. Jackie gets up to answer, and upon opening the door is greeted by Wilson, with a cast around his leg and crutches.

"Well this blows," he chuckles, "damn is it a pain to get around. You guys watching anime?"

"Yeah," I reply, "Jackie and I are getting caught up on The Guardians."

Wilson leans in to see the computer screen and asks, "Bloodlust Arc?"

Jackie nods, "Yeah. Frank goes berserk."

"There were always hints he would snap," Wilson reminds, "like, remember in the first season? The Thanksgiving episode?"

"He went fucking berserk," I add, "like, holy shit. The animators weren't fucking around with the action sequences. Although, if we're being honest, it was more gruesome and borderline horror than action."

"Can I come in?" Wilson inquires.

Jackie pours Wilson a mug of hot coco and offers it to him, helping him sit down in my chair with a smile at me.

"Told ya he'd be OK," she whispers.

I hug Wilson, so glad he's OK. Even if OK isn't the best term, it shouldn't be long before he can heal his leg. Everything is OK.

"I don't say it enough," I smile, "But I love you Wilson."

"Love you too," Wilson replies hugging me back...