Tangled Love

I glance at my phone but there’s still no reply from Jake. I continue brushing through my wet hair, ready to let it air dry. It's amazing what a hot shower and new pyjamas can do to you. I've just settled into bed, tucking the sheets on either side of me with a magazine and a hot chocolate when the door opens. I froze immediately and stare straight into his eyes.

Dark brown eyes.

Tobias' eyes.

"Tobias, hey." I say softly, placing the magazine back down. His eyes scan the room and his shoulders visibly relax as he takes a step inside and closes the door.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" He says quietly, his words spoken in a low tone. Instantly memories begin flooding back to me, words I'm sure came from Tobias' mouth. I frown deeply, reaching up to rub at my temples.

No . . . Surely I'm wrong, confused even.

Maybe it wasn't Tobias but Jake speaking to me?

Confessing his feelings.

If I accuse Tobias of doing something he didn't do, I know Jake would never forgive him. It would completely ruin the relationship between them

both, maybe forever. I quickly decide to break the silence between us, the best thing to do is to not mention it at all. I have to make myself believe it wasn't real. It can't be, Tobias doesn't even like me.

quietly. He shoves his hands into the front pocket of his jeans and give me a

finally awake." He responds, dark brown eyes lingering on me for a while. It's almost as if he's trying

I try and not let it display across my features. He stands

here Tobias? You hate me."

outburst and he

think I hate you? You're so wrong Emily." He says sadly, shaking his head. The uneasy feeling

I can think about. . .

myself whether I should ask him if it's true or not. I'm so

what happened, I'm just really glad you're okay." He adds quietly. I smiled at him gratefully, it feels nice having people

from my hot chocolate. The liquid warms me up instantly

great considering you were shot." Tobias adds and I chuckle at his words

"You should have seen me two days ago. I haven't showered in four weeks, it wasn't pretty. I feel sorry for the poor nurse who had to help me, she

laugh more often, you don't come across as scary that way." I smile

miserable most of the time?"

nod my head immediately laughing at

exactly what I'm

to tell me that

gaze land on my arms and I follow them