The next day, Jeremy did not get out of bed. Jay chirped an nudged his hands, and finally Jeremy opened his eyes just enough for Jay to see them. "Jay, I feel like death itself," he mumbled. "You better leave." Jay stayed in his spot. "I don't want you to see me this way, and if worse comes to worse, I don't want you to see me die." Jay stayed. _I'm not leaving you. We're friends and friends stick together._ He thought. "*Jay, go!*" Jeremy said more forcedly. Jay still stayed where he was. "CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I DON'T WANT YOU HERE ANYMORE? GO AWAY!" Jeremy yelled. As Jay obeyed and fluttered out the window, Jeremy added softly, "I've decided that I don't want to die anymore." So Jay stood on the window sill for a while, taking some final looks at his best friend. He left a teardrop on that window sill, and flew slowly away. When he landed on a branch, he cuddled up to the little sweater Jeremy made just for him, and remembered how much Jeremy took care of him. Then, he had an idea. http://ficlets.com/feed/story/25930