I thought the knock on my door would be my mom again. She was worried about me since I haven't been out of my bed in a full 24 hours.
I didn't want to admit that it was because I missed X and that I was depressed at where we were. I didn't want us to be pissed at each other. I didn't want to feel like I had to leave. I definitely didn't want him not to care if I was there or not. What was preventing us from moving on?
"Let's talk shortness. You're depression is killing me."
I threw my covers over my face but Nick just walked over and pulled them back off.
"Why are you so depressed?"
I covered my face again so my answer came out muffled. "Because I don't know what to do with my mate."
I slowly pulled off the covers when I heard Nick sigh. He sighed a lot when he talked with me.
"The problem is you need to be more like the Caroline that irritates her dad and pulls pranks. Not the angry or confused