Falling Apart

Chapter 66

I wake up with the same warm body on me as the day before. This time, his arms are covered in bruises and a welt has formed overnight on his cheekbone. This time yesterday was so different; I only had internal struggles to worry about. Now I have David to worry about, plus Jenna and Ian.

I lay awake for about half an hour before my stomach begins to growl at me. David eventually wakes up by turning over to me. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I'm fine." I don't want him to even get out of bed today with the way he was last night. I had to basically carry him up the stairs and plop him down, all the while being careful of him breaking down and crying again. It was the worst I've ever seen of him, but letting it all out has got to be better than washing it down with a drink every night.

"I know you're hungry." He begins to move to leave the bed but I push a hand against his chest and he flinches until falling back down.

"Exactly." I take my hand off. "You are not going anywhere today. I'll do everything for once. You need to rest."

David rolls his eyes at me but doesn't bother moving. I'm hoping his injuries aren't bad enough to have to go to a doctor, but if we have to then we will. "How's Jenna?" He asks.

I step out of the bedroom enough to where I can see Jenna sleeping on the couch still. Last night she nearly went back to Ian but David made sure that she stayed with us. I'm not too worried about Jenna being into David after seeing how distraught she was around Ian. The only thing I'm not sure of is how we will be around each other. There's a glimpse of the old her peeking through, just considering that she didn't scream at me or kill me last night.

"Still sleeping." I answer. I think after Jenna figured out that Ian had killed Nora, she stopped looking for the good in him. Maybe that's what she's been trying to do this entire time, but last night when David and him were going off on each other, she never spoke up. She didn't stop the fighting; she didn't blink once at the hits that David was taking on him. Somehow she was able to sleep last night and I'm hoping it's a sign that she's found peace with leaving Ian.

I look back to David after getting lost in thought. "I'm going to make food. You stay here and do not move." I warn him. Purple bruises scatter his face and chest and I can't have him hurting himself over the past anymore.

He tries to fight me but given his physical state, I take advantage of the situation and press a finger to his lips. "Shh." I smile and walk out of the room.

As I am careful of not making too much noise for Jenna's sake while making breakfast, I think about everything that happened last night. I really think David and I are together again. I don't want to bring it up today since the pain he's in, but I can't shake the feeling of his lips on mine once again. The way his arms wrapped around my body makes me feel safe again for the first time in months and somehow I feel like everything is back on track.

I stifle a smile to myself as I flip the last pancake but a tap on my shoulder sends my body jolting. I yell and drop the spatula, turning around to find that it's Jenna. "Oh, sorry. It's just you." I calm myself. Somehow in the dead quiet of the morning I was not able to hear her walk towards me.

"Just me." She rolls her eyes. I remember back when we were friends, we would try to be the most sarcastic out of the two of us by rolling our eyes at everything we heard, only to end up laughing because our eyes went too far back in our heads. The good memory passes for a second and once again I have to fight a smile.

"What? Is it funny to you that I came here for a new life and I still don't have one?" She catches my grin mistakenly.

"No, no. I was just..." I'm not sure what to say at this point because she hates me and is probably about to yell my face off any second. "I just want us to be the way we used to." It sounds foreign coming from me, especially given all the things that have happened to the both of us but I need her to see that I need her.