I don't know how long we were on the bathroom floor until David decided that I needed to get dressed before I ended up getting sick. He placed me on the bed before going to the closet and grabbed some new clothes for me. Still not saying anything as he came back and slowly helped me get dressed.

The need to cover myself up was absent as he placed a lose tank top on my naked torso. He then placed my legs in the holes of the underwear he chose. He pulled them up as high as he could before standing me up and finishing putting them on. David placed me back on the bed and covered my lower half of my body with a blanket that hung on one of the chairs in the room.

Silently I watched as he then picked up the clothes on the floor and threw them into the laundry basket in the bathroom along with the damp towel he had wrapped me with. Next, he grabbed my hand and lead me to sit next to the window. After I was safely seated, David went to the bed and started to strip it of its sheets and blankets. It was as if he knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep in the bed ever again the way it was.

Honestly, I don't think I will be sleeping in it ever again for as long as I remember what I did. David disappeared down the stairs with the bedding and the rest of the laundry. Part of me wanted to follow him so I wasn't going to be alone. But the stiffness settling into my body kept me where I was. Using all of my strength, I tried not to start crying again.

The moment David came back, the better I felt. He also held new bedding and it made me curious on where he got it. It was the one thing I didn't look for during my tour of the house.

"You missed a door that leads to the garage in the kitchen. You have a small room there where the laundry is done and we keep the bedding in there," he explained as he made the bed.

"My first night here and I already screwed up," I said more to myself. Making David stop what he was doing to look at me.

"You made a mistake, Leah. We all do it. It's what makes us human," he told me before going back to making the bed.

A small smile spread on my lips, "That is kind of ironic for you to say." David let out a small chuckle as he threw the pillows back on the bed to finish making the bed. But my humor faded instantly, "You should hate me. Be angry at me for what I did."

I watched as he held on to the last pillow, his knuckles turning white as he kept his back to me. With a heavy sigh he loosened his grip and threw it with the rest of the pillows before turning towards me. Even though he didn't show it, I could still see that he was hurting deep inside. His brown eyes showed me everything I needed to see.

"You are already angry with yourself enough," he explained to me, "You don't need me to add to it." I hugged my legs. Once again on the verge to cry.

With a heavy sigh, David came over by me. He took me in his arms and then sat down on the chair, placing me safely in his lap. Not a word was said as he held me close. The kindness he was giving me was something I didn't deserve. What I deserved was him cursing my existence and giving me with cold shoulder. That is what I expected and it would have made this a whole lot easier.

Instead, he held me and changed the bedding as if he knew what was running through my mind. He acted like he knew what was best for me. It was just so unfair. Especially when I didn't even know why I made the choice that I did.

In the safety of his arms, my body began to slowly relax. My eyes slowly got heavier. The events of today was finally taking affect on me. The moving, the actions I took, and the emotional toll it all had on me. It was all making me wish that my life was the way it was before Derik came into my life. But if that did happen, I would not be in the arms of someone who obviously cared about me.

As I slowly feel asleep, I heard myself ask sleepily, "David, why don't you fight harder for me?"

With a small chuckle he responded, "I feel like we had this conversation before. But if you must know. I want to fight for you, but knowing how you are, you will just fight back. If I fight, I'll just push you more towards Derik."

My stomach turned at how true those words were. Even though I didn't want those words to be true, my behavior showed it. Everyone kept telling me how great David was for a choice. Telling me how we were all supposed to be together. But in the end, I chose Derik. Only because it felt like now one was speaking up for him. Like no one cared about him because of what he was going to be.

There was an even sadder truth. Even if I didn't pick Derik, I still wouldn't have picked David. The way he treats me would be too much of a dream and I wouldn't believe it. I don't even believe it right now. Part of me expects that he is only acting like this until he gets my heart and then he will just shred it into pieces. It was the fear of the unknown that kept me from picking someone like him.

Instead, I enjoyed being in his arms. I let him feel like he was protecting me from the mistakes I made. But I think even deep down he didn't have a chance with me. Yet he never stops trying. Trying to show what I really mean to him.

The sound of Derik walking in the room, woke me up. Also I woke up in the bed and not in David's arms. He must have held me until I fell asleep before moving me to the bed. Probably didn't want to explain to Derik what was going on and for that I was kind of grateful. But looking at the window made me wonder if it was all just a dream since the sun was shining.

"You nearly slept the whole day away," Derik mentioned, "It's already two in the afternoon."

The smile on Derik's face was bright as if he truly meant it. Everything felt so normal that I was starting to think that last night was nothing but a terrible dream. Sadly, the soreness in my body told me otherwise. Making me feel sick to my stomach.

It turned more as Derik walked up to me and kissed me on the top of my head, "Boss wants me at the house until tomorrow. Are you going to be okay on your own?"

Inside I was dancing with joy, but externally I just smiled at him and gave a small nod. Also we both know that I wasn't going to be alone. As soon as someone heard I was alone in the house, they will start coming over. Part of me hoped I didn't get to see David again because it would hurt too much. But last night he was kind of me and I craved that kindness once again from him.

Looking at Derik, I noticed he was more at ease. It was like what we did made him more sure of our relationship. But I knew why he was really feeling that way. He felt like he won the battle between him and David. That he finally had the prize and David didn't have a chance. It was like his true colors were finally showing.

With one last peck on the lips, Derik headed downstairs. It wasn't long until I heard him complain as I heard the door open, "Don't you all have somewhere better to be than my house?"

Hearing the small complaint put a small smile on my lips. There was only one person that would be waiting for the doors to unlock so he could enter. And, it was confirmed as he came running up the stairs and pretended to do a sexy pose as soon as he was in my line of sight. Seeing Jake's efforts to make me smile and laugh made me love him even more and I couldn't ask for a better best friend. The sight of him standing in the same room was comfort enough.

But there was something different about him. There was a small darkness to him and he only had that when he was angry. My smile instantly faded, "David told you."

Jake didn't even hide the fact that I guessed right as he walked up to me. His hands in the pockets of his hooded sweater, "I'm not going to say anything about it because you need your best friend. Not a lecture. I'll save that for your father."

"He knows too?" I groaned. Making Jake give me an innocent smile. Leaving me to only imagine the disaster that was waiting for me when my father came around. He nearly killed Sally when she first slept with Jack.

While I was silently dreading the early death I was most likely going to have, Jake went into the closet and grabbed some clothes. I didn't even pay attention to what he grabbed because he didn't even give me time as he pulled me up off the bed. Then directed me towards the bathroom and demanded that I take a shower. Even if I took a shower last night, he still wanted me to take one.

I had a feeling why he wanted me to shower. It was to give him time to talk to whoever else was here without me hearing. Which only made me curious on who all was here with him. Jack was probably one of them along with David. Since those two revolve around me and Jake. Also I can just imagine what they were talking about.

After my short fifteen minute shower, my suspicions were confirmed. I quietly went down the stairs so that I couldn't be heard, and overheard part of the conversation.

"He basically raped her," I heard Jake state. Just hearing him say that made my stomach turn more.

"It's not rape if she consented," Jack's voice of reason tried to calm Jake down.

Jake didn't back down on his claim, "He manipulated her. You know this as well as me."

I heard a heavy sigh escape Jack before a figure leaned against the doorway. Knowing who it was, I looked into David's eyes. He stared back at me without saying anything or giving away that I was there. It was like he was allowing me to hear what was going on.

"He's manipulated her this whole entire time," Jake argued, "How do we know that he isn't like the enemy already?"

No one said anything for a while. It was like they were all trying to find an answer to Jake's question. Then Ricky suddenly said something that seemed to put Jake at ease, "Derik is still on our side. He's just adjusting. My brother won't try to convert him until he is adjusted and trusted."

"Because he would be a better spy if he was trusted by us," Mike finished for Ricky. Just hearing those words made chills run down my spine.

David caught my attention as he moved slightly closer to me, but kept his back to me. Continuing to keep my location a secret. I watched as David let out a deep sigh before saying something, "Jake, you need to calm down and just focus on Leah for the time being."

Jake didn't like those words that he had just spoken. I heard him approach David until I could see him standing in front of him. Finger pointing at his chest, Jake scolded him, "You are the one I don't get right now. How can you be so calm when another man touched the woman you love like that? Should you be throwing a rampage and causing destruction?"

Jake's eyes then shifted to me, realizing that they had an audience. Making him step back from David. His anger instantly gone behind the mask of a concerned friend. Because me seeing him angry was something he never allowed me to see in our whole entire years as best friends. I wasn't sure why, but I'm sure he had his reasons.

Staying silent, David moved out of the way and directed me wordlessly to enter the room so everyone could see me. All of the familiar faces I have gotten to know were there. Or, at least all of the guys that were a part of my life. Minus Derik. Just seeing all of them there made everything feel right. As if this was they way things were supposed to be. It all made me wonder why I didn't see it at first.