You never know when a lunatic will come along & give you a sadistic choice to make -- Early Winter 1997

"Lincoln!" I cried as I tried and failed to stand. I was gripping the bed so I didn't fall again. Apparently, I still wasn't strong enough. "Lincoln, do you honestly think I want this?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't leave. "You think I want Draco to worry about me? He has more important things to worry about right now. I know you won't believe me, but he does." I took a deep breath before I could continue. "I would much rather stay here and get better, but I don't have a choice. I have to help Draco."

I pulled myself back onto the bed. How was I going to help Draco now? "I'm not trying to abuse the potion, I'm only taking it as I need it. I...." I sighed as I felt a few tears come to my eyes, "I just need to help my brother." I finished desperately.

<<no, I don't blame him for hating arguing either.....June just really wants to help Draco anyway she can and want Lincoln to understand she cares more about Draco than about her being okay.....I love it when they get minds of their own too!! It gets very interesting >>

I sighed heavily, stopping but not turning when she spoke again.  I listened to her and shook my head.  "It's not that I don't believe you, June,' I said, turning back around to look at her.  "but you aren't even listening to yourself... at how ridiculous you sound.  trust me, I was an older brother.  No matter what I was going through... As long as my little brother was somewhere safe, that was all that mattered.  It mattered not where I was.  It mattered not if he was getting spoiled or if he was in the hospital.  As long as he was getting taken care of."

I took another deep breath.  "On the flip side, I recognize what you're saying.  You're more concerned about your brother than yourself, as was I.  But there's a difference:  you literally cannot even stand.  that means you are not helping him in any way."  

This was the most I had ever divulged to practically anybody about my relationship with Austin.  I tried not to speak of him because it brought too much pain.  But there I was, standing in front of the hospital bed seeming like an ass trying to make a point and using austin to do it.  That thought sickened me.

<< Oh, I know!  Poor June!  At least Lincoln is still willing ot listen... haha >>