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I frowned. I wasn't sure if this was one of those things where she was trying to trick me into doing the right thing, which was staying here. "If you're ready I can take you".

Well, clearly, I wasn't ready, I had no clothes and none of my things. I didn't even know where my shoes were. Did I still have shoes? "You can wear my jacket out and I'll get you a wheelchair". As she began to take it off, I stopped her.

"No, it's okay". She was doing exactly what I said she would. Charlotte had her ways, and they worked every time.

"You need to rest sweetheart". Fixing her jacket she sat on the chair next to my bed.

A sigh fell from my lips. I wasn't ready for the motherly chat; I didn't want to cry anymore, and I knew I would if she continued.

"I can't stay here".

"One more night isn't going to hurt, is it?".

"I don't want to stay here I want to go home".

"Do you want to talk about it?".

I shook my head already feeling the lump forming in the back of my throat. I would rather be anger than sit here crying. I was stubborn like that. Turning my head away from her, I stared at the clock on the wall.

"I can pack you a bag and bring it down?". She asked. "Your own pjs, get you out of that hospital gown?".

I nodded chewing the inside of my cheek.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I held back the sob as she took my hand in hers. "I'm here when you're ready. You're my family, my daughter and when you're ready to get it all out I'm here".

I nodded again afraid my voice would break if I spoke.

"Can I give you a bit of advice?". She asked.

I turned my head so I could look at her.

"Don't shut him out, lean on him as much as you need to because trust me sweetheart, you're going to need him".

When Jake came back into the room, he was carrying two cups of coffee and a brown paper bag. The smell alone was making my stomach growl. I never ate the breakfast from this morning. Couldn't stomach it but now, now I was hungry. "Right". Charlotte got to her feet. "I'll be back soon sweetheart". She leaned in placing a kiss on my forehead. "Rest up and eat something".

Whatever she said to Jake on the way out I missed. I guess I was staying another night then.

"Bagels and coffee". He held up the bag.

I nodded.

"Why is my mom coming back?" He asked.

"Don't act like you don't already know". I made a face as I took the bag from him.

"You wouldn't listen to me, so I had to go for the next best thing".

I hated that he used his mom, but I shouldn't really be surprised by it. It was always hard saying no to Charlotte.

"I just want to go home Jake, but I guess staying one more night isn't going to hurt me".

"Good girl now eat". He ordered.