This is a wasteland.

Don't lie.

I woke up with the worst headache and let out a loud groan as I got out off bed and went out to the kitchen, Em and Rocky was already up and drinking coffee and talking.

"Hi.." I said quietly as I looked in the fridge for coke, "Godmorning, are you hungover?" Rocky smirked at me. "I think I may still be drunk" I giggled as I sat down at the table, "What the hell happened to your wrists?" Em stared at my wrist and I looked at them and saw the giant bruises. "Oh shit.." I whispered to myself. "Did something happen before I picked you up?" Rocky looked serious. "No nothing happened, I must have slept weird or something." I shrugged and they looked like they bought it.

I was laying in the couch after I had taken a shower, I had a massive headache but I felt a bit more alive. "Are you ready?" Em crossed her arms over her chest. "Ready for what?" I looked at her confused. "We are leaving in ten minutes to go to Rockys place for dinner with his siblings?" She said a bit annoyed. "Shit, give me five minutes" I jumped off the couch and ran in to my room to get changed.

I put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a blue hoodie with LA kings logo on the front and a beanie and a pair of sunglasses for my hangover. I jogged out to the front door where Em and Rocky were waiting, we took the elevator down to the car and got in and drove away.

I had my headphones in and music was playing softly, I needed to clear my head. I didn't remember what I said to Ross the night before and I didn't really like the bruises I had gotten from the handcuffs. I made up my mind on trying to ignore Ross as much as I could so that I didn't had to explain whatever I said on that voicemail.

"Molly come on we are here!" Em opened my door and I jumped out. I quietly followed them in to the house and out to the backyard where everyone was, Riker and Ratliff stood by the grill and Rydel was making a salad while Ryland was laying in a sun chair and Ross was no wear to be seen.

"Hi guys!" Riker smiled at us and I gave him a weak smile. "Awww are some one hungover?" Ratliff laughed at me and I flipped him off before I joined Ryland in one of the chairs. It didn't take long before I was asleep, I woke up by someone carrying me. I looked up and saw Riker, "Were are you taking me sir?" I asked with a British accent. "I was going to lay you in my bed but since you're up you can help me with the food" He smiled at put me down, I yawned and nodded, we walked outside and everybody was doing something. Ross was there to and he was talking to Rocky about something, I ignored him and followed Riker to the grill.

When everything was ready we all sat down at their dining table, I pulled up my sleeves and started eating. "What the fuck happened to you?" Ryland stares at my wrists and I blush like crazy, everyone's eyes where on me and I pulled down my sleeves again. "I must have slept weird or something" I answered quietly. "I don't think so, I know where you get those marks.." Ryland smirks at me and I just stare at him and blush even more and I'm sure that I look like a tomato by now. "No you don't, I just slept weird!" I said firmly giving him a death glare. He laughs before he answers. "Whatever you say babygirl" and winks at me. Everybody drops the subject and starts talking about something else when I feel my phone buzzing.

Ross:
Did I do that to you? I'm so sorry..

Me:
It's fine, It doesn't hurt.

Ross:
Good. Why are you avoiding me?

I look at him and he looks at me, I just shake my head and turn of my phone. I didn't think he would notice, after dinner everyone was going swimming but I wasn't in the mood so I just laid on the couch scrolling trough twitter. Ross sat down next to me and just looked at me, I didn't look at him I just sat with my phone and tried to ignore him.

"Are you ignoring me because of the message you left me?" His voice was soft. "I don't even know what I said in that message.." I whispered. "Do you wanna know?" He asked as he laid his hand on my thigh. "You tell me." I answered as I looked at his big soft hand on my thigh.

We sat there in silence and he looked like he was thinking about weather he should tell me or not, "You said that you knew that I was as fucked up as you and that everything would be okay in the end." He smiled vaguely and I looked at him confused, what did I mean by that?

"So nothing more?" I looked at him and he shook his head and I let out a breath I didn't know I was keeping in. I sat up and laid my head on his shoulder and he but his arm around me, we sat like that until we heard the others come in from the pool. I sat up straight again and smiled at him.

The night went by and everyone was going to have a sleepover and I decided to stay, after all I was with my friends and I felt safe. I slept in Ross room that night but we didn't have sex, I had one of his shirts on me and was laying with my head on hit chest. His hands was playing with my hair and I was enjoying the feeling of his delicate touch, "Two fucked up people seeking comfort in one another, Is that really a good idea?" His soft voice spoke, I thought about it for a while before I answered.

"Two fucked up people that understand each other without the need to say a word, I think it's a beautiful idea. Because if we don't understand each other, who will?" I said quietly.

"You may be fucked up but that was kind of a beautiful speech" He laughed a bit and I giggled.

I may like this boy a little to much for my own liking..

"What's on your mind?" He asked as he stroke my hair, "I'm just thinking about this.." I gestured to us. "What about us?" "I said I didn't really want a relationship but this feels like one.." I whispered, afraid of what his reaction would be. "We don't need to label our self, we can do anything we want."

This boy was going to be the death of me but it was okay, even if this was just for a while I liked whatever we were.