Jim's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree being turned on, he nearly spilled coffee everywhere as he jumped over to me.

"Oh my God V you're a fucking asshole I mean it!" He said as he set down the cup of coffee.

I laughed as he gave me a small hug being sure to avoid the spot where I'd been stabbed.

He sat down in one of the three chair and started talking to me, "So, who's that other girl hmm, I've seen her around the bar but shes here too and had a panic attack when I called to tell her about you."

Jim said this while sipping delicately on his coffee to avoid being burned but I could hear the mischief in his voice.

I felt my cheeks get hot, it was a strange feeling, like having a little fire growing over your face.

"Her name is Alex and she's kind of been helping me like cope with the whole Lilah situation." I said keeping my voice steady.

Jim nodded taking a big gulp of his coffee, "so how is the Lilah situation?" He asked quietly.

I couldn't help but wonder why he whispered it, was she outside the door or something? Probably not he probably just wanted to be discreet for some reason.

"It's definitely something," I groaned.

"She's basically trying to be all friendly again and it makes me uncomfortable, honestly I'm not even ready to be in the same house as her."

I looked at Jim, his eyes were wide, "She's back in your house? Why?" He questioned persistently.

"Let's just say she got herself into a situation with a guy who may or may not have drugged her and forced her to do some stuff. So I said she could stay with me because as much as I'm upset at her, she doesn't deserved to be in a possible sexual harrassment situation." I explained bluntly.

Jim nodded again. "Intersting, I'm glad you didn't just kick her to the curb though, that would have been a little messed up."

"Jim I don't know what to do, Lilah had called me a," I gulped because the word she said made me so mad, "a faggot."

Jim looked shocked, as if I'd just said some horrible person's name, or conjured up the soul of Hitler.

"No." Jim hissed.

"What a bitch." He said.

I couldnt tell if he was talking to himself or not so I zoned out on accident.

I snapped out of it when I realized a hand was being waved in front of my face.

"V? You good?" Jim asked.

"Yea, just zoned out is all." I replied.

"I think-i think you shouldn't get back together with Lilah." Jim said.

He had a grimace on his face like his worst tasted sour in his mouth.

"I don't think I will." I barely whispered.

It was hard, the thought of leaving her. We had been through so much together, highschool, moving, this. I've always had her by my side and not having her there was terrifying, I'd probably become a drunk again without her. Then again I have Alex now, so maybe I could let her go.

Jim held up his phone and started showing me pictures of his lizard talking about how he was the best pet and no one could compare. Then he showed me a picture of him and Simon being super cute.

I laughed and pointed out that Simon was adorable.

"Oi, back off." He said jokingly.

It was hard to be upset in his company as if something about him just made it impossible to think about things in a negative way.

I was extremely thankful he was here. I slowly made the bed tilt upwards so I could with lots of trial and error.

"Hmm, should I call the nurse?" I asked Jim.

"Probably." He popped the 'p'.

I pressed the small button and it lit up bright green. I looked away from it to avoid the headache that was bound to come if I stared at it.

A few minutes later a nice looking man walked through the door with a clipboard in his right hand and a pen behind his ear. His chesnut hair sat in an unruly, curly mess on his head. He smiled slightly, "Hello V, how're you feeling?" He asked checking on all of the machines.

"Just peachy." I announced with a groan.

Jim choked back a laugh. The man sent me a smirk.

"Well that's great, the stab wound wasn't too deep, 2 inches at the most however knife barely missed an important organ in your body. You're going to have to stay here for a while, at least until he we can be sure that you won't start internally bleeding if we let you go." He explained.

"Fuck." I muttered.

"It does suck but your boyfriend will be able to visit anytime." He said he with a small smile.

Jim and looked at each other, at the doctor, then back at each other. I laughed loudly, immediately regretting it due to the pain in my side.

"Sorry man, he's just my best friend, I'm lesbian." I said trying not to laugh for fear of hurting myself.

The man's face went white.
"Oh. I'm sorry for assuming, I just thought I- sorry." He stumbled over his words.

I gave  a light laugh that hurt my wound less, "Its all good man, you didn't know."

He nodded before apologizing once more, and then leaving the room.

Jim burst out laughing and I couldn't help but smile.

Sorry for not posting in awhile I'm trying to figure out how I want to end the storyyyyy