Damaged Goods

No Choice

MARA'S POV

Morning came around and I woke up feeling like shit. Not like, a headache or a stomach ache. I feel like a terrible person because I was such a bitch to Wesley. I really want to make it up to him and I want to show him that I'm not always like this. I probably made myself to be such a cunt and i cant stand that. He wasn't even mean to me when everyone was saying we resolved our issues.

I quit thinking about it and I got out of bed. I opened my bedroom door and began walking down the hallway. I made it to the bottom of the stairs and I started walking to the kitchen. Wesley was walking towards me.

"Hey. Wes." I said as he just looked at me and shoved past me. I got out of the way so he wouldn't completely knock me over. I looked back at him as he walked around the corner towards the stairs.

"He needs time Mara. He's in a fragile state." Drew said as he put the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Why did he look so mad when he walked past?" I asked as I sat down at the table.

"He's mad because I made him take his pill. If I gave him the responsibility of taking them himself then he would never ever take them." He said as he turned away from me.

"Oh I see. Are those the pills that the doctor prescribed him last night?" I asked trying to figure everything out.

"Yes. Just leave him alone until he comes around again. Me and Keaton tried our hardest to get him to tell us what has been going on and now we are back at square one." He said as he huffed.

"I know that's all my fault." I said putting my head against the table.

Drew didn't say anything and just walked out of the kitchen. I looked up and I was all alone in the kitchen. I slowly got up and walked back towards the stairs. There was nothing for me to do down here. I walked back upstairs and made my way to my room. I opened the door and then closed it. I laid down on my bed and rolled over onto my side. I played with my hair and just laid there lifeless.

WESLEY'S POV.

Today I was really tired. I don't know why. I've been over thinking everything. I know Mara is trying to make things better now but I can't just let her in so fast . I need time to heal before I trust her with my problems. I know she has problems herself and putting us both together is such a dangerous thing to do. I would never set someone up like that. My issues are driven by the past that haunts me every day. It turns me into a fucking monster.

As I'm lost in my thoughts, my door swings open and Keaton's face appears.

"Hey. You, Mara, Drew, and I are all going to go to that coffee place we always used to go to before we got into singing and shit. I've missed that place and we need to have a family outing." He said as he hopped on to my bed.

I looked at him and furrow my eyebrows. I was about to reject his offer but he cuts me off.

"You have no choice because if we keep allowing you and Mara to hide away inside your bedrooms all day, then nothing will get better and we can't have that can we?" He said as he walked over to my dresser and pulled out some clothes and threw them at me.

"Now get out of those basketball shorts and put some clothes on!" He said as he exited the room and shut the door.

I looked at the clothes and set them beside me. I hear Drew burst into Mara's room and tell her the same thing Keaton said to me. I huffed and got off of my bed. I put on the clothes Keaton picked out and I look in the mirror. I've never tried this combination of clothing but it works.

I walk out of the room and I walk towards the stairs. I pull out my phone and begin to scroll through Facebook. At least I have something to look at when the awkwardness devours us all. I was watching a video until someone snatched my phone out of my hand. I look up and Drew has a mischievous look on his face.