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"I said...I was fine." I pushed away from him, immedietly worried if I should've pushed Ace or not. But he didnt push back, which was a good sign.

He cleared his throat and looked at me awakwardly. "Are...you sure? You look like your in a lot of pain." He rubbed the back of his head, his eyes still filled with guilt. I looked up at him and attempted to smile, assuring him i was fine enough to get up the stairs by myself.

I had spent two days in the nurses office, in which Brad visited me twice, and Ace visited at least a dozen times. It was acually kind of sweet...I think. I dont know. All i know is that I should be enjoying this moment, it is painless,(Well, almost) and quite calm.

It took me about thirty minutes to reach the second floor of the house. I admit, walking up the stair was like being dragged through hell. It was torture, and my legs felt as fragile as glass. I was weak, and Ace standing at the bottom of the stair case, watching me anxiously didnt help whatsoever.

But i finally made it, and Ace came runnning up the stairs afterwards. I laughed a little. "You didnt have to stand there and watch me." In fact, it was slightly awakward.

He shrugged. "No problem. Just dont want you to fall and have to go back to the nurses office again."

See, when he said things like that, I'm not really sure how to take it. I mean, sure, I'm pretty sure it was meant as something nice, but, it was still taking some getting used to. I wasnt sure how i felt yet, about anything. It felt like my head was still spinning from everything that had happened.

And no, I hadnt fully fogiven Ace yet. It was hard, and flashbacks of the stinging across my face, the burn across my cheeks, it still came back to me whether I liked it or not.

Yes, Ace was nicer now.

Does that mean I still want to be here? No.

Does that mean I still want to do everything around this house while everyone else does nothing?

Of course not.

But, it was still hard to think, and the fact that my head felt like it wasnt on quite right yet didnt help either.

Ace kept a hand hovering behind my back in case I fell. He was walking me to my room. "Sersiouly, you dont have to do this.."

"Shut up, London," He said, annoyed, then looked at me and realized it was no time for his stupid comments. He cleared his throat. "I want to."

I just glared at him, but shrugged it off.

We reached my room door, which Ace opened. I finally reached the soft bed, and fell right in. I immedietly felt like falling right into a dream. It was like i was sleeping on a cloud. Ace slipped off my shoes, and threw them in the closet, which I would have to fix later. But i didnt mind, he was at least trying to be helpful.

"You need any water?" He asked, his voice getting closer.

"Um...sure..." I said, wanting there to still be space between us. He smiled lightly and headed out of the room and down the stairs. I rolled over from my stomach to my back, trying to organize my thoughts.

Eh, it was no use...

"Hey, London. You okay?" I heard a familiar deep voice at the door, and I knew...

What did Brad want?