Eighty eight: United forever.

Wandering in front of the door of the hospital room Jill was, I worried so much, being really unstable. I couldn't think of anything to do, or didn't know how to react. What if Trisha sent someone to poison Jill just like she had poisoned her boyfriend?

My mom walked to me, looking equally worried. "My boy," she called, and took my hands in hers. "Let's be hopeful. Nothing will go wrong with her. She'll be fine."

I nodded my head even though I was still doubtful. I couldn't have any hope at the moment because I was the only one around who knew how bad Trisha was. 

"Ok." I inhaled deeply. "I'll try to be hopeful. At least, it's not like I've got any other choice."

"Good then." She smiled weakly, and walked back to Jill's mom who was crying already. Why was she crying? It wasn't even like Jill was dead.

Seeing how fearful everyone was, I became more angry, then stomped to the