Drella Now

I collapsed down onto the couch in the front lounge. Tony looked at me and tucked my legs up to my chest. I tapped the screen of my phone and nudged Tony. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?" Tony asked.
"Could you do something for me?" I asked.
"What?"
"Could you call Shane for me and tell him I'm sick?"
"Um . . . Why?"
"Because Vic is making me go back to SD,"
"We're already in SD,"
"But Shane thinks I'm coming home. So I need him to think I'm ill enough to not be able to come home, but not too ill that he has to fly to see me," I explained.
"Why can't you call him?"
"Because I'm sick," I said like he was stupid.
"But what shall I say?"
"Just make something up," I shrugged.
"I hate talking to people I don't know on the phone," he groaned.
"Please," I begged. Tony sighed but put his hand out for my phone. I gave it to him and he put it to his ear. I clicked it on speaker so I could hear.
"Hello?" Shane asked.
"Hi, is this Shane?" Tony asked.
"Yeah. Who's speaking?"
"I'm Tony. I'm one of Drella's old friends from San Diego,"
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, she's just sick. She won't be able to come home,"
"What's wrong with her?" he asked anxiously, making me smile.
"A stomach bug I think. She'll be okay,"
"Shall I come out?" Shane asked.
"No, no. She'll be fine. I'll just keep you updated,"
"Can I speak to her?"
"She's sleeping. Maybe later,"
"Thank you, Tony,"
"Bye Shane," Tony said before he hung up.
"Thank you," I smiled.
Then I felt the bus come to a stop. I peered out of the window and saw us parked up outside an apartment block. I frowned and looked back at Tony. "Who's is this?" I asked.
"Vic's," Tony explained.
"Guess it's my stop," I smiled.
"Ella!" Vic yelled. I sighed and clapped my hand on Tony's knee before I stood up. I went to the bunks and Vic threw my case at me. I groaned as it dropped on my foot. He laughed at me and led me out to the front lounge.
"Bye guys!" I called.
"If you call me sooner that Wednesday I'll ignore you!" Vic yelled.
"What about if we're dying?!" Jaime called back.
"Text me," Vic grinned. We got off of the bus and Vic took me to the doors. He keyed in a code and opened the door. We went to the elevator and I turned to Vic.
"What was that all about?" I asked.
"Oh," Vic laughed. "After tour we try not to speak to one another,"
"Why?" I frowned.
"We're together for the majority of the year. We think it's good to have time apart. But normally we only last three days max," he explained.
"Got you," I nodded.
We went to Vic's apartment and I walked inside ahead of him. I looked around and smiled back at him. I walked through into a sitting room and went past the kitchen and laundry room. Then I peered through the doors to see a bathroom and two bedrooms. "Someone's gone up in the world,"
"You enjoying yourself?" Vic teased.
"Immensely," I replied. I went to the sitting room and fell down onto the couch. "Doesn't have Mama Fuentes' cooking though," I frowned.
"You know we nearly lost the house," he said.
"What?" I gasped.
"We couldn't pay. In the end everything was okay. But it was a close one,"
"I can't believe it. Your parents were always so sorted,"
"Unlike yours you mean?"
"Well, yeah," I nodded. "Do you think I should see Mom? Tell her how I feel?"
"I do," Vic nodded. He collapsed down onto the couch on top of me. I groaned and he put his face in my side.
"Get up," I muttered.
"No, I'm tired,"
"Vic, you're fat," I whined.
"Thanks," he mumbled and I rolled my eyes.
"Can we talk about stuff?" I asked. Vic sat up and faced me. I crossed my legs and bit my lip.
"I hate when you get this nervous. You never used to," Vic frowned.
"I'm working on it,"
"How could he have done this to you? You were so perfect back then,"
"I don't know. I just wanted to make Shane happy,"
"But you changed yourself. That's never good,"
"I know that somewhere deep inside me I'm there. I just need to find myself again,"
"And you're going to do stuff you used to do to find yourself?"
"I need to," I sighed. "But I need you too,"
"I'm here, Ella," Vic smiled. He pulled me in for a hug and I wrapped my arms around him.
"Vic, I need you to understand something,"
"Okay," he nodded.
"To be better I need you. Like before. I need you to be my best friend, not my boyfriend,"
"I know," he sighed. "You never liked me before it was too late,"
"I do like you. I always will, silly. I just really can't be with you until I'm better,"
"I get it," Vic replied.
"So, do you have a girlfriend?" I asked. We pulled away and Vic looked down. He started laughing before he looked back up at me.
"I don't," Vic chuckled.
"Oh, how come?"
"There's no one that interests me," he shrugged.
"Oh, okay," I nodded.
"Well, we're halfway there. You're still giving me mixed signals," he replied.

Notes

Hey! So Drella doesn't want Vic? Or does she? What do you think? She's so broken. What do you think will make her better? Is there anyone that doesn't hate Shane? :)

Edit - Hey! Any questions please ask! :)