Kayla didn't talk to me for a whole week. I counted the days as they went by. I didn't know why she wouldn't talk to me. I hadn't done anything wrong.

Xavier tried saying she was just busy. I was stubborn. I didn't listen to him one bit.

So here I was... sitting alone in my room, thinking. I didn't know what to do, how to try to talk to her. I was totally helpless.

That is, until Xavier's brother called me. How would he have gotten my number though?

"I know where Kayla is." He said, sounding totally at ease.

"You do? I-is she... is she with you?" I asked, feeling just a little shy. I hardly knew Xavier's brother, even his family. And I didn't think they liked me, either.

"Yeah, she's here."

I sighed, getting impatient quickly. "Can I talk to her?"

"Don't think so. She's sleeping and doesn't know I called you."

"How did you get my number?" I asked, the curiosity burning like a raging fire.

"Her phone. Jeez, give a man some credit."

I rolled my eyes. "Can you tell her to call me when she wakes up? I really want to talk to her."

"She's okay, Amanda. She's just having a hard time adjusting." He said softly, as if he could read my mind too.

Adjusting? What was really going on with her? Was something... wrong?

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, gotta go." He said, then hung up. Dammit.

I gritted my teeth and threw my phone behind me. I really hated not talking to Kayla like this. Sure I was mad at her but I wanted to know that she was handling this right.

I didn't know Xavier's brother much but I didn't trust him. He just didn't seem... safe. Not like Xavier did.

I collapsed back on my bed and shut my eyes. Ever since I changed, life hasn't been very easy on me. Not one bit.

"Amanda?" Xavier asked, walking down the steps.

I opened my eyes and looked over at him. "Hey." I wasn't expecting him to come over today. I thought it'd be my 'cry because life sucks' day.

"You okay?"

I nodded, sitting up in the middle of my bed. "I'm fine."

"You're still upset, aren't you?"

"A little." I admitted, knowing that lying would only make him feel worse for me.

He sat down beside me and took my hand. "She's find, Amanda."

I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed. My eyes rolled back in my head quickly and I fell back on my bed.

"Amanda, say something." He said, shaking me a little.

A little boy, no older than six, ran into my arms, hiding his face in my shoulder. "Mommy!"

"Derek, what's wrong?" I asked, stroking his brown hair.

He sniffed and lifted his head up. "I-I'm scared."

"Don't be afraid. Nothing can get you." I whispered, moving him between Xavier and I.

I blinked my eyes open and stared at Xavier. "You saw that, didn't you?"

He just nodded.

I found his hand and threaded my fingers with his. "Forever."