"Hello sweetheart!" Dad chirps walking into the hospital room, I smile brightly noticing Tyler isn't here.

"Hey dad," I grin up at him, he hands me a bouquet of roses and I smell them smiling.

"How are you feeling?" He asks sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed.

I shrug looking down at the pink roses in my hands, they are really pretty.

"Tired, sore, I guess," I shrug smiling.

"I will take these home for you, I just wanted to see your reaction," I grin.

"Sam's here too, you know?" I ask tilting my head to the side, he smiles.

"Yeah, I know. She was calling my name, little Sammy," he laughs at her antics.

She really is crazy...

"Well she missed you," I shrug with a small smile, he chuckles.

"So I never really got to ask what happened?" He asks, well a wolf attacked me, simple.

Nah, I'm not telling him that. It sounds unbelievable even thinking about it, god I'm an idiot.

"Can't remember," I lie, he smiles sadly.

I don't let the guilt creep on me, I stare at the plain boring white walls that I've been glaring at for two freaking days.

I got to go on a wheelchair, thats the only good thing! But Sam and I had wheelchair races then the guys wanted to try, so we let them on our wheelchairs.

Still got in a lot of trouble, oh well.

It was fun!

The doctor walks in the room with a clip board and a pen in her hair, behind her ear.

"I believe you can go home today Shae," she smiles down at me "are you in any pain at all?" I shrug, well it's been two days not a freaking week!

"It's alright," I mutter.

"Well I'm sill going to need to take a few tests," she says grabbing a small purple flashlight and standing next to me "look to your left," she says turning on the flashlight, I look left and she shines it in my eye.

I thought doctors were meant to help you, not blind you!

"Now look right," she says, I look right and she flashes it into my eyes.

She turns it off and I blink a couple of times then look up at her "you're fine," she smiles, okay?

"What about Sam?" I ask.

"Oh, she's fine too," she nods to herself. She unplugs all the medical things out of me and helps me stand, Tyler walks in the room casually with a fresh pair of shorts and a black shirt.

I see the doctor eye him, she's older than him!

He looks at my dad, his eyes widen and he smiles at dad "hello sir, I'm Tyler King," Tyler extends his hand, dad grins waggling his eyebrows at me and shakes his head.

"Jordan Valentine, may I ask... Who are you to Shae?" Dad asks suspiciously, a small smirk stuck on his face.

I choke on thin air "he's just a friend!" I squeak, my cheeks turning red.

Tyler chuckles "just a friend..." He mutters then frowns.

The doctor walks back in "she's free to leave," she says to Tyler, Ty nods.

"I'm getting dressed now," I mutter, he smirks and winks flirtatiously at me then walks out with dad.

•••

"We need to talk," he whispers, I smile brightly at him and sit down on one of my wooden chairs.

Tyler clears his throat, twiddling with his thumbs nervously.

"I can't see you anymore," he grumbles looking down, my eyes widen in confusion.

"What? Why not?" I ask starting to panic about this whole situation.

"I put you in danger, I can't be with you," I feel tears start to form and I shake my head with quivering lips.

"N-no, you can't leave me; please don't leave me!" I exclaim standing and poking at his chest "everyone leave me, everyone," I sob, where'd you go backbone?

"I have to leave love," he whispers with a pained face, I shake my head in disagreement.

"N-no you don't," I stutter, he needs to stay.

"Shae..." He whispers frowning.

I grip onto his bicep, dark blue eyes looking into light blue eyes.

"Please don't leave me, everyone leaves me in the end. Am I not good enough? Have I done something wrong? Am I too ugly? Am I-" he quickly cuts me off culling my cheeks and stroking a thumb over them gently.

"You're too good, you're too beautiful, you did everything right. That's the problem, I don't want to ruin your life because mine got in the way," he softly says.

I have to admit, my feelings for Austin have diminished and they have instead grown for Tyler.

Tyler's handsome, caring, nice, gentleman like, strong, just perfect to me.

And I don't want him to leave, my brother left, my mother left, other family members left. Everyone leaves.

Next my dad will probably leave, then Samantha, then I'll have no one but the crappy law teacher who doesn't actually know how to teach law.

Dumb ass...

"No I'm not," I cry shutting my eyes tightly.

"Yes you are," he says, pained.

"Please stay!" I exclaim, he stumbled back in surprise and falls on the couch.

"I-I can't," I shut my eyes slowly dropping to the floor.

Why am I so over dramatic?

I can't help it though!

I like him, a lot.

I sob, he's leaving me, he's leaving. I'm not good enough, I never was.

He lifts me from the ground and places me onto his lap so I'm straddling him, I wrap my arms around his neck resting my forehead on my wrist.

His arms wrap around my waist "you're too good for me," he sadly whispers.

"I can be your good and you can be my bad, you don't have to leave Tyler," I whisper.

"But I do."

He gently lifts me to my feet and stands looking away as if it's causing him more pain then it is to me.

He looks at me and hugs me tightly, he rips off my necklace.

Minutes later the necklace is back on "don't leave," I cry.

"Bye Shae," he whispers walking out the door.