No Love Here

Jill's POV

School on the Monday after Halloween was boring, to tell the truth. Chris had opted to stay home and sleep instead of coming into school, which I would berate him for once I got home. I was thankful when I reached science. It was something I knew well enough to not pay attention much in class. It was even better when the white board read "Review day". That meant we could partner up and work on the papers that were handed out. That kinda annoyed me, seeing as Chris was absent. But oh well. I could find someone else.

Josh came in and went to go to the new desk that had been brought in, but I motioned him over. "Chris isn't here," I explained.

He smiled and sat down beside me. "How are you, Jill?"

I smiled. "Fine. How's your day been?"

He shrugged. "Okay, I guess."

"Just okay?"

"A normal school day."

"That's good. How do you like this school, now that you've survived your first week or so?"

He smiled. "It is much bigger than my old one. And the people are much different."

"In a good way or bad way?"

"Both, I suppose," he shrugged, taking his binder out of his backpack and setting it on the table. "There are good people, like you and the rest of our friends." I nodded, smiling a bit at being included in the good part of the school. "But there are also the people that I don't get along with. Many make ethnic jokes about my origin."

I frowned. "Who's doing that? Because I'll kick their ass."

He shrugged and looked away. "Just a few people in my math class," he mumbled. "It's fine. I just ignore them."

"Let me guess. It's the immature creeps that hate everything that's not like them." I shook my head. "Those assholes shouldn't be able to procreate."

I was about to on when the bell rang. The teacher stood up and announced where we could get our review sheets. "I'll get us both the review papers," Josh said, standing and moving to the front of the room.

I hated people. People sucked. Not my friends or family, just the assholes that tormented those I cared about.

"Y'all mind if I work with you?" Molly asked, eyes passing from Josh to Jill, waiting for their answer.

"I don't mind. Do you, Josh?" I looked over at him, a little smirk on my face. Something was going on between those two. Or something should be.

He shook his head quickly. "No, I don't mind. I am fine with it."

I swear, if it weren't for the dark complexion he already had, he'd have a scarlet blush.

I didn't go into my apartment first when I got to the building, I went into Chris's. He was laying on the couch, arm over his eyes, TV on at a low volume on something he probably didn't care about. I set down my backpack (or packpack, as he'd say) quietly stepped over to where he was. He moved some as I laid down on top of him, snuggling against his chest.

"Hey," he mumbled.

"Hey," I replied. I closed my eyes and felt him run his fingers through my hair.

"How was school?" He kissed my cheek and waited for my answer.

"Good," I said. "We might have to encourage Josh to ask out Molly."

"He likes her?"

"I'm pretty sure he does. Oh, and I got your homework." I gestured to my backpack. "There's not much, but we have a test in science class soon. We should study."

"What's it on?"

I shrugged. "Science. You'll do fine. I've got the notes. And some review papers you need to do." I nuzzled my nose against his neck and sighed as he locked his arms around me. He was the perfect person to cuddle. "I like how we live next to each other..." I mumbled. There was no way I'd be able to spend this much time with him if he lived farther away.

"Me too..." he murmured.

"You're warm..." He was like a space heater, but better. His heat wasn't artificial and, for those few moments, it was just for me.

Tired from the school day, I fell asleep.

I woke again about an hour later and barely registered someone knocking on the door. "Chris..." I muttered. "Someone's at the door."

"Then go get it..." he answered, still mostly asleep.

"No... I was at school all day and you stayed home. You get it." He groaned and lifted me some so he could get off the couch without causing me to fall off as well. I curled up on the warm spot he left. I heard him open the door.

"Oh. Hi. Jill, it's for you."

"So she is here." Mimi. I didn't bother moving; she would come in. "Jillybean!" I opened one eye and watched as she stepped into view. "Get up. I'm stealing you."

"I don't want to move. I'm tired," I mumbled, closing my eye. Mimi sighed.

"Chris, would you mind carrying your girlfriend back to her apartment for me? I'd do it myself if I wasn't pregnant."

"Sure," Chris answered. I felt his arms slip under me and I made a noise of complaint. "Sorry..." I grabbed onto his shirt with vice-like grip. I kept my eyes closed and listened as the door was opened and I was carried back to my apartment. "Where do you want me to put her?"

"The couch," Mimi answered. He set me down gently, but didn't stand up. I still had a grip on his shirt. "She won't let go of my shirt," he informed. Mimi, of course, had a solution to this.

"Then take your shirt off. You can get it back later, unless she wants to steal it."

He hesitated. His scars. He started to slip out of the shirt, but I opened my eyes, pressed a hand to the revealed skin on his side, and pulled him down into a kiss. He was caught off guard but quickly surrendered himself to it. It was short lived, as Mimi cleared her throat. We broke apart.

"See you later," I spoke, looking up at him with a shy smile.

"Tomorrow," Mimi chimed in.

I sighed. "Tomorrow. I'll see you tomorrow." I looked over at Mimi. "Am I allowed to hug him goodbye?"

She nodded. "Quickly. I'm going to steal you away after. I don't get to see you enough as it is."

I stood and slipped my arms around his neck. We didn't kiss, but the hug was soft and warm. "See you tomorrow," he whispered.

And like that, he was gone. I looked over at Mimi. "I love you, but you have a thing for sending him away."

She gave me a smile. "I just want to make up for not seeing you all those months. And soon all my time will be taken up by taking care of my son and trying to spend time with Micheal as well."

I nodded. "I understand. I'm always here to babysit too."

"Well, he'll need to be around his God Mother." Mimi smiled. "If anything happens to me, I don't want my baby in the system. I can trust you to take care of him though." She sat down next to me and I leaned on her. She kissed my forehead.

"You're gonna be a great mom..." I murmured, starting to fall back asleep against her.