Oh, Marcel!

I'm Fine

~Ember~

The door shut behind Jimmy as I walked a little down the gravel path. I could hear his heavy footsteps behind me. He caught up fast because soon he was in stride with me.

"How about we go down by the river? A little more private if that's what you want?" I suggest and head towards a clearing in the trees.

"Yeah okay. But um..when you find out things, please don't be afraid of me.." Jimmy says almost to himself. I nod my head, but I'm worried now. What could be that bad? I mean I saw my boyfriend get shot in the arm...

~Harry~

My head was literally pounding when I opened my eyes. I just couldn't sleep off the pain anymore, my back was killing me too.

"Morning sleephead." I looked up to see Emily's beautiful smile.

"Hi." I smiled back at her. She was so cute.

"How do you feel?" Her face going from happy to concerned.

"Like shit, but you make me feel better just by smiling." She blushes and lowers herself to place a kiss on my forehead. I admit it was a sweet gesture, but I wish those pink lips would have kissed my own.

"Come here." I hold my arms out and she looks afraid to let me hold her. "I promise it won't hurt me."

"Sure?" She asks scooting a little closer and then laying down into my arms. I pull her to my chest and she rests her head there. Her soft blonde hair tickling my chin. We lay like this until a sudden rap on the door makes us both jump.

"Yea?" I ask and Emily moves away from me. I stick out my bottom lip at her as Marcel peeks into the room.

"You guys want breakfast?" He asks looking from me to Emily. Emily smacks her forehead lightly.

"Damn. I was supposed to go get something for us." She shakes her head and Marcel and I both chuckle at her.

"It's okay. And yea sure, mind trying to help me up, bro?" Marcel shakes his head and walks over to help. I grab onto his arms and he winces slightly.

"You alright?" I ask and let go.

"I'm fine. C'mon lets get you to the breakfast." He says before wincing again and then pulling me up. My back doesn't seem to hurt as bad when I stand up now.

Go figure.

"Can you walk on your own?" Emily asks as she is still watching me from her side of the bed.

"Uh..I can try." Marcel nods his head encouraging me to take a few steps. He stays by my side as I make my way to the door.

A sudden twitch in my leg and I nearly come crashing down. I grip onto Marcel's arm for support and he yelps in pain almost letting me fall.

"Fuck." He says and lifts me back up.

"Marcel?" Emily asks rushing over to see if he is okay. It isn't like him to cuss like that or to be in pain.

"It's okay, his fall just...uh scared me...yeah." Marcel says but he sounds like he is trying to convince himself too.

Emily looks concerned, but lets him be as she wraps my other arm around her shoulders and helps me towards the kitchen.

"I'll be right back, just uh, help yourself to what you can find I guess." Marcel mumbles and then rushes off towards his room.

"Harry..." Emily says as I make my way slowly over and sit in a chair.

"I know.." I sigh thinking about Marcel's weird behavior.

"No, I think he's hurt. Something must have happened. Like last night how you told me about the phone call. Harry, what if he was really shot?" Emily looks near tears.

"I hope not. Then he would need to go to the hospital and I have no idea how we would manage." I'm starting to worry now. What if he is hurt and just won't tell us...