to you. I knew right then that that wasn’t a nightmare, but her actual fears being visualized. I was able to tell from what she was thinking where you might be. She helped save your life, Ryanne.”
I open my mouth to reply when I hear a knock at the door. Turning around, I see Emma standing there, with the same worried expression I’ve seen on everyone else’s faces.
“Sorry for interrupting, I just wanted to see how Ryanne was doing.”
Liam reaches out and pats my leg, silently telling me that he is going to leave, “You didn’t interrupt anything. I was just leaving. You two girls talk.”
Emma walks past Liam and takes his place on my bed. “How are you doing?”
“I’m fine. Really, you don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be back to full strength in a couple days time.” I smile, hoping that she will stop reminding me about the situation. I just want to forget what happened and move on. “Can we please not talk about it anymore?”
“Of course, I understand.”
“I’m sorry. I just don’t want people to worry about me for too long. I’m alive and I’ll get better. I want, no need, to move on. I don’t want to dwell on what could have happened. It’s in the past and I can’t change it, but I can change the future and that is what I want to focus on. You know?”
“Yeah, you don’t have to explain yourself to me.” I can tell that she doesn’t understand fully, but knows enough not to question me further. She remains silent for a minute, before turning back to me grinning mischievously.
“So…that’s another cute guy you’ve got pining for you.”
“Who are you talking about?”
“Psh, Liam. You should have seen them. All the guys were pacing outside of your door last night, making sure you were all right and everything. They were freaking out. It was kind of adorable. They care so much about you.”
Shaking my head, I reply, “Liam’s not ‘pining’ for me. I’m not even really sure if I know what that means. I’ve talked with him a couple times during dreams, or dreamish things, but nothing is going on. Anyways, what about you and David?
Her eyes widen. So, I was on to something. “David…is...well he…I-I’m not the one he’s interested in.”
“And how do you know that?”
“Because he can’t keep his eyes off of you.”
“Emma, I’m the one who can read minds here. Granted, I don’t do it often, but I know for a fact that he isn’t interested in me like that. David is like an older brother to me and he’s never treated me as anything but. He likes you.”
Getting up off of the bed, Emma starts walking towards the door. Motioning to me, she says, “Come on, Ryanne.”
“Where are we going?”
“To the entertainment room. To watch a movie with our friends. What else would we do in a time of war?” Laughing, she walks out of the room. I start to follow her, a movie sounds nice at this moment. “Oh, and you can’t tell David that I like him.”
“I won’t tell him.”
“Thanks. Oh, and I won’t tell Colton that you like him.” How does she know about that? My mouth falls open, my eyes widen, and I feel my face redden. When I finally come back into my senses, she is already walking into the room.
Running after her, I say loudly, “What the heck are you talking about?” How did she know about that? I was pretty sure I wasn’t that obvious.
Everyone in the room turns around and looks at me as I enter the room. Emma turns around and winks at me before sitting next to David.
“What are you two girls talking about?”
“Umm…” I rack my brain for anything to say, but draw a blank.
“We were talking about which actor was hotter, Chris Evans as Captain America or Chris Hemsworth as Thor. She doesn’t agree with me when I say that Evans is hotter.” She covers smoothly.
I quietly thank her and scoff, “I can’t believe you think that. Thor is way better. Hemsworth is a fine specimen of a man.”
“Ha, and Evans isn’t?”
“Girls, girls. There’s no need to fight over this. You are in the presence of someone better anyways.” David says, “Me.”
Emma and I share a glance before cracking up. It feels good to laugh. I’ve missed these guys.
I walk over to the chair that Tom usually sits in, aware of everyone watching me. “I’m fine guys.” No one moves. “Really, I’m okay.