Dandelion Wishes

Chapter 15

The didn't let her go home for a week, but she decided to check herself into rehab.

I went back to her boss and told him what was happening. He said he loves Megan and that he's waiting.

After a month and a half of her rehab, she comes home, her regular, healthy weight, correctly colored, and smiling. She started up at work again.

It's Friday night and both of us are off tomorrow, and we're sitting on her couch

The TV is on faintly in the background. She's clutching her mug of hot chocolate because it's Christmas Eve.

It's eight fifteen at night.

She blows at the steam coming off of her drink.

"How's Ty?" she asks quietly.

"Let's not talk about him." I say.

MEGAN'S POV

"I want to talk about him. I can talk about him. I'm okay. Please. How is he?"

"He's..." I hesitate. "I haven't seen him in like, three months."

She frowns.

"Why?"

"He stopped coming to the hospital. He loves you so much, but it was hurting him too much. He snuck in at midnight and sat there until three in the morning every day, and then went to work at six."

"I want to see him." I whisper.

Katie is quiet for a really, really long time.

"Is that a good idea?"

"My shrink thinks that we need to get back together." I mutter.

Katie nods.

"I'll give you his address. If you aren't home by nine thirty, I'm coming after you."

I nod slowly.

She gives me his address. I type it into Google and change out of my white and red Christmas Pajamas, and I go into my room and pull on a red knitted sweater and a pair of black jeans with tan boots. I brush my hair and teeth and grab my pure and walk out of the door after a good luck and a hug from Katie.

Nervous, I follow Google to his apartment. I park my truck. I traded in my shitty car for a white 2004 Chevy Silverado. I bring my keys and phone with me and walk up the stairs to the forth floor.

After hesitating outside his door for nearly twenty minutes, I shut my eyes, raise my fist, and knock.

I hear him talking to some people inside and I hear an infant crying.

Is that his?

I start to panic and contemplate running, but the lock turns and he opens the door.

His eyes widen.

He looks me up and down and then sighs of relief.

"Who is it?" a voice I recognize at Emma's, Ty's younger sister calls.

"Nobody. Give me a few minutes!" he calls. He grabs his jacket and steps outside.

"I'd let you come inside but...my entire family is here." he says.

I nod slowly and shut my eyes.

"Can we talk?" I whisper.

He nods. "Yes. Of course."

I sit down on the stairs one flight down. He sits down next to me. I mess with my hands in silence for almost ten minutes. He doesn't say a word. He just gives me time.