Waking up, I feel my body aching. Eyes adjusting to the harsh light, I see I'm on a unfamiliar black couch. This place seems familiar but unfamiliar at the same time.

When I see Anon, everything starts fitting like a puzzle. I fell and blacked out. Feeling through my hair, there is a bump that hurts to the touch.

Moaning a bit in pain brings Anon's attention.

"Don't move. You hit your head hard."

Hit my head hard? That would explain the blackout.

"I talked to Reed, he's coming over"

Oh. Fuck.

I feel both anger and sadness rising, I swore deep down I didn't want to see any of Fang's friends or Fang herself. Yet here I am, injured and staring at Fang's ex boyfriend, with one of her friends on the way here. I lay there, not being able to move or say anything. My throat feels drier then a desert. I want to speak up, but my aching body protests.

After what feels like forever, Anon walks in with Reed. He looks like he's homeless with what he's wearing.

"You don't look too good bro."

I let out a quiet chuckle

"Yeah I figure I wouldn't be fine after falling on my ass and hitting my head."

Reed stares at me with great sorrow in his eyes. For once, I actually feel sorry for him. Seeing his high school sweetheart barely able to walk and laying on a couch unable to speak or move due to the shock of falling has broken him.

"Well you two, I should get going, I need to cook for myself."

Despite their protests, I try to leave. Not before Reed scoops me in his arms to stop me. Holy shit this guy is strong. And buff....

I think I'm in love again.

"We can't let you leave alone with this lump on your head."

Looking around, I realize I'm not at the store anymore. I'm in a tiny apartment. Must be Anon's, it's messy like his dorm room back in Skin Row.

"No really, I'm fine, I really need to get home."

Before I could object, Reed takes me to his car. Putting me in the passenger seat and my shitty wheelchair in the back, he drives off.

The silence is killing me. Before I could think about it, I find myself blurting out

"I admit Reed, I haven't talked to you or anyone associated with Fang in years but I missed you. Every day, I thought about you and how I've been the worst friend and boyfriend, I want you back badly."

I look at him, color draining from my face. He's blushing. Fuck. I've made a horrible mistake blurting that out.

"I-I feel the same way, Danny."

Pump the fucking brakes. No way. Reed still loves me too.

I feel my body shake. Reed is still in shock.

Before we know it, he drives up to my apartment.

"Thanks Reed, I can get home from her-"

"No way."

Was he...

"I want to make sure you get home safely."

But then the realization sinks in. He will see how I've been living.

"No really, it's fine. This place is better then you think."

Reed listens to my pleas before he speaks up. "No way, I want to make sure you get home safe."

We get on the elevator, my heart still pounding with fright. He will for sure see the mess. My thoughts are interrupted by the familiar ding of the elevator signaling we've made it to my floor.
As he and I get to my apartment, he can hear me take a scared breath while trying to find my keys.

"It's fine if you didn't have time to clean. I did appear out of nowhere."

Finally, I find my key and unlock my apartment door and turn on the lights.

Trying to make light of what Reed is seeing, I try to crack a joke

"Welcome to Villa de Strobl, population 1."