Darling, You'll Be Okay

Day 10

*Wow I'm really awful about updating on a regular basis, which sucks because I'm actually really excited about this so you'll just have to bare with me. Sorry*

I woke up in the hospital room, I was kinda surprised, but then I remembered. I spoke with the nurse before checking out.

Mom dropped me off at home. She had work. I understood. I found myself in my kitchen thinking about life. Thinking about Riley. This wasn't gonna be good. He knew, and I should be expecting a call from him any second. I picked up my phone.

"If you really care about me, you will not bring it up." The text sent and almost immediately he replied.

"How the hell are we not supposed to talk about this?!"

He was mad I knew he would be, but I was not having this conversation with him, not now, not ever.

"Just. Don't. Talk. About. It." I replied.

I set my phone on the counter and rubbed my face.

My phone buzzed on the counter. "I'm in your driveway."

Shit. I was not in the mood to talk about this right now.

"We are not having this discussion right now." I texted back. Before locking my phone and walking to the bathroom.

When I walked back to the kitchen, not to my surprise he was in my kitchen.

He gave me a solemn look, sympathy. I didn't want this.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"Don't look at me like that. I told you were aren't talking about it, and that's that." I folded my arms and waited for his answer.

"This isn't something you just don't talk about Emma! You can't just wish it away! We ne-"

"WE don't need to do anything. I'm old enough to take care of myself. I don't need you babysitting me, and I damn sure don't need your sympathy!"

He sighed, looking down. "Well what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to treat me like you don't know. Any of this." I said. My voice was sharp but I didn't care. "Riley please." My voice broke a little. God why does this boy bring out this side of me. I felt the tears start to form. No, I was not going to cry. I was not going give him anymore reason for him to feel sorry for me. I took a deep breath.

"I love you." He mumbled.

I breathed out heavily through my nose "Riley, we've already been through this, we can be together.."

He stood up and looked at me in the eyes. "Why not? You said to treat you like I didn't know. Why don't you do the same? Treat me like I don't know! Why can't we be happy for once?"

"Who says us together makes me happy?" I said not with any tone in my voice.

"Well it is, isn't it?"

"You know that. With all my heart. I'm just going to hurt you. Why can't you just see that I'm no good for you?!"

"Who says I want you to be." He said stepping close to me. Lifting my face to look at his. "Emma, I love you, so much. And I want you to know that I don't care about what you think is wrong with you. Do not let those things keep you from being happy."

I stared into his eyes and hung on every word that came out of his mouth. He was right. None of this stuff mattered. All that mattered was here and now. Right now, Riley was all I wanted, and that's all that mattered. Without warning, I attached my lips to his passionately.

It took him by surprise, but soon his lips were moving is sync with mine. I let my hands tangle in his short hair, tugging lightly. His hand were wrapped around my waist holding me tightly to him.

Things were starting to get heated quickly. I didn't care. This is what made my happy. This is where I belonged. His lips on mine. His hands on my hips. This is where I was supposed to be.

Suddenly all of my thought and worries vanished. He gave me this high that I never wanted to come down from.

I was addicted and I didn't want help.