Rowan was doing better. He was sent home from the hospital a few days after my visit. He no longer needed constant help moving, but he was told not to move more than necessary and his mom was following the doctors orders very strictly. Over the past couple of days Rowan and I had been texting back and forth. I guessed he was just bored from having nothing else to do at home.

I made my way up to Rowan's house and knocked on the front door. My mind replayed the scene from two weeks ago in my head. Instead of Jenny and Lachlan running out the door, I was met with Jenny in her work clothes.

"Thank you so much Lennon. I don't know what I would do without you." She said before giving me a big hug. She moved out of the way so I could come inside. Jenny shut the door softly behind her and turned around to face me. "Now he doesn't know that you supposed to come over. I didn't tell him because I knew he would fight me on it. He thinks he doesn't need any help, but I don't feel comfortable leaving him home alone just yet. I swear that boy will end up ripping his stitches before the end of this."

I nodded my head. I knew how protective she was over Rowan from his texts. She wouldn't even let him get up to get a drink of water. He hated that he was forced to relax and have Lachlan be his slave. I personally would have been happy to relax and have my own personal server.

"I understand." I said. I knew that after that big scare, caused by Rowan's accident, she wasn't ready to let him out of her sight. Any parent would act the same.

"I'm sorry if this taking up too much of your time. Lachlan can't miss any more school and he had to go to tutoring today to get caught up on all the homework he's missed. I can't take any more work off or I won't have any days saved up for spring vacation." She shifted her purse on to her other shoulder. The weight from it must have been digging into her skin.

"It's totally fine. I'm happy to help in anyway I can. I didn't have anything else planned anyway." I smiled. I never had anything planned that wasn't related to school.

Jenny looked down quickly at her watch and opened the front door. "I really have to get going but please call me if you need anything."

"Don't worry everything will be perfectly fine." I told her the same thing I told my mom every time she left me to watch Dakota.

She gave me a small smile and shut the door behind her leaving me standing in the front room looking at the door.

Okay so now what?

Rowan had no clue I was here and I didn't know how he was going to react to me being here.

After I apologized to him it was like everything went back to the way it was before. Everything was normal except the look he gave me, like he was constantly sorry. I knew what it was he was sorry for and it wasn't reading my journal. No. He was sorry for something that he had no control over. He was not the person who raped me but he felt sorry for me. I hated it. I didn't want his pity, I just wanted to be treated like he would treat any other friend.

He wasn't in the living room, or the kitchen so I made my way upstairs to his room. When I didn't find him in his room, I went in anyway.

Stop! A voice inside my head yelled. I knew I shouldn't have been in there but I was curious. I wanted to see what his room looked like. The last time I was in there I found my journal and I yelled at Rowan. Correction, more like screamed at him. I didn't have the time to notice that his room was neater than I expected. For some reason I expected there to be underwear scattered across the floor.

Maybe it's just my father who does that?

I took it all in, the dark blue walls, his grey comforter. His room fit him. But the more time I spent in it, the more uncomfortable I felt. I backed out of his room and closed the door behind me. I went to find him, tiptoeing around from room to room. I could feel my heart pounding in his chest. Why didn't I ask Jenny where he is? I wasn't sure where I was going, so I went from room to room, until I walked into the den.

Rowan was lying on the couch, watching TV. I cleared my throat, announcing myself.

"Lennon? When did you get here?" He asked as he sat up on the couch.

"A few minutes ago." I lied.

"What are you doing here?" He asked confused. I had to admit, me just showing up was out of the blue. It wasn't something I'd normally do. Not to mention I never said a thing about coming over when we were texting the night before.

"To hang out." I gulped. It wasn't entirely a lie.

He laughed. "Let me guess, my mother sent you over to babysit me." He crossed his arms over his chest.

"Okay, maybe she did, but that doesn't mean I didn't want to hangout." I defended myself. I wanted to clear the air, so we'd need to hang out sooner or later.

He moved his legs off of the couch cushion down to the floor and patted the seat next to him. "Sit."

I walked over to the couch and sat beside him moving his blanket he was using out of the way. I looked at the TV to see what he had been doing before I interrupted him. An ad for Sims 4 flashed across the screen.

"You really didn't have to come over. You know I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself." He said, breaking the silence.

"I know but your mom was really freaked out after your accident. If this gives her some peace of mind at work, I'm all for it." I said taking out my phone from my jean pocket.

He sighed. "Yeah I know. When I woke up in the hospital she was so... distraught. It reminded me of with my Dad... I told myself I'd never make her feel like that, and now it's kinda like I broke that promise." His shoulders sank and I saw how much pain he was in.

"Hey, there was nothing you could do. It's not your fault that you were in an accident." I said touching his shoulder. I felt a weird tingle of warmth as I touched his hoodie. I pulled my hand back and laid it by my side.

He shook his head and turned towards me. "If I was paying more attention to what I was doing I wouldn't have gotten hurt."

I hated what he was saying. There was no reason for him to blame himself. Rowan cared too much about others.

"Rowan listen to me it's not your fault, don't blame yourself. Where are your movies at?" I asked hopping up off the couch. I didn't want to argue all day. Fighting took so much out of me, I just wanted something carefree, fun and I loved movies.

"In the cabinet. Why?" He asked.

I ignored his question and went to the TV stand and sat down on the floor. I opened the cabinet door and looked at his collection of DVDs. His collection of DVDs was impressive. He had every Marvel movie ever made.

Someone was a secret superhero nerd.

I scanned through them looking for a movie that I either loved or hadn't seen yet. Finally I found a movie that was perfect. The Notebook. I giggled to myself, it was so cliche but I wanted to watch it with him.

"You mind telling me what you're doing?" Rowan asked, laughing.

"I found the perfect movie." I said getting up. I pushed the eject button on the DVD player and put in the disk. I sat back down on the couch and stole the remote from Rowan.

"What movie is it?" He asked trying to grabbed the DVD holder off of the table. I grabbed a hold of the holder and held it back behind my head.

"Nope, you can't see. It's supposed to be a surprise." I laughed, pushing my arm further back. He reached up and hovered over me, trying to get the DVD holder. He was so close that I could feel his breath on my neck. "Stop!" I yelled. He wasn't supposed to stretch his stitches. He snapped back and held his side. "See this is exactly why your mom wanted me here."

"I wouldn't have done it if you would have just told me what the name of the movie was." He hissed in pain.

I felt so bad, I didn't mean for him to hurt himself. "I'm sorry, do you want me to get you some medicine?" I asked. I watched as he shook his head and I said a silent okay.

A few minutes passed and the movie had started. I sighed and looked at my phone that had fell to the couch cushion. I wanted to leave, I wanted to run but I promised his mom that I would stay with him while she was at work.

I knew I would mess it up somehow.

This is why I was alone.

"Lennon I'm sorry." Rowan apologized.

I should be the one sorry. I was supposed to make sure he didn't hurt himself worse than he already was and I already hurt him. "No it was my fault." I lip quivered and tears spilled over my eyes. I couldn't do anything right.

He scooted closer to me and wrapped an arm around me. taking the other hand he whipped away my tears. "It's okay. Let's watch this horrible movie." He smiled down at me and wrapped the blanket around us.

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