One Song (A Script fanfic) (Completed)

Chapter 19

Danny's POV

It had been a week since Cat left. It was alright, being alone in a house with Lena. I mean, it could be worse. We'd got into a sort of routine now, I would spend time with Lena every other day, because she was trying to restart her studies (it wasn't working much.) Lena would visit Sam everyday, sometimes with me, mostly without. I knew she just needed that time with her, talking, pouring her heart out like she would do when Sam was... Awake. There had still been no change though. The doctors and nurses didn't know when she'd wake up, or if.

Sometimes days were bad, most times they were good. Lena texted Jessie every day, they were best friends now. I never would get my head around how quickly girls could make friends. Cat came round every so often, she was doing great in ballet by the sounds of it. Most of it I didn't understand, there were too many fancy words. Could be worse, she could start speaking in French.

It was around seven in the morning when I went downstairs to get a drink. Lena was still asleep -don't worry we sleep in different rooms-. Anyway, I hadn't bothered to put anything on over my pj's seeing as I knew I was alone, so I simply padded into the kitchen in my boxers. They were pretty cool, they were my Marvel comic ones. I rubbed my eyes as I passed the living room and opened the fridge, not looking up as I poured myself a glass of orange juice. I started to walk back to bed when I looked up, dropping my glass in astonishment.

Rosale sat on the sofa.

I gaped at her in shock, then realised that my juice had spilled all over the floor. I opened my mouth to say something then closed it again, so Rosale spoke.

"Well dear, I didn't realise that you were still here." She said in an off tone. She looked me up and down with a sour expression and it was at that point that I realised that I was almost naked.

"Erm... Could you excuse me for a minute?" I didn't wait for Rosale's answer, I just bolted up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, then hurried into Lena's room, running a hand through my hair. She was fast asleep, so I shook her gently. "Hey." I whispered as she rolled over and looked at me through half closed eyes.

"What time is it?" Lena asked groggily. I smiled grimly.

"Seven." Lena groaned and closed her eyes.

"Erm... Lena, Rosale is downstairs." I said, Lena's head snapped up.

"What?!" I nodded.

"She's sat on the sofa." Lena's expression was furious. She leaped out of bed and pulled on a dressing gown, wrapping it around her slim body tightly, before storming downstairs, fuming. I followed slowly.

I didn't make it downstairs. I heard the raised tones halfway and decided to stop, sitting down on the step. Here we go again.

Selena's POV

That bitch was the last person I wanted to see today. I plastered a fake smile onto my face and strolled into the room.

"Rosale." I said, emotionless. The horrid woman matched my expression, taking in my appearance.

"Selena dear." She began. "How are you?" I ignored her question.

"How did you get in?" I asked. Rosale smiled.

"Well child, it seems that you left your front door unlocked!" She cried in that false voice. "That was very careless you know." Like hell I left that door unlocked!

"Well, I'll be sure to lock it securely next time." I retorted. Rosale picked up on my second meaning and pursed her lips, changing the subject quickly.