(Rose's POV)

After Brian left the nurse came in a checked on me, telling me about my accident and things. I had pain killers if my head hurt or anything. I would be realeased from the hospital tomrrow morning. My mom and I spent time talking after that. Just catching up. I missed her so much. She asked why I left. All I told her was that I would tell everyone when I was ready then said sorry about a hundred times for leaving like I did. I knew everyone was going to ask or bring it up and I had set that up for myself. I was an adult now and I had to act like one for my child like actions. She just laughed and said it was okay. It was eight at night and I had finish the tasteless nasty food the nurse gave me.
My mom and I were watching Oparah when Zacky walked in. "Hey, you feeling better?" He asked. I nodded and he smiled. "Good. So, when are they letting you out of here?"
"Tomorrow morning. After I wake up." I said, fiddling with my nails.
"Want to come to my house? Or do you wanna stay with mom and dad? Or your own place?" He asked, looking at the TV.
"I guess I'll go to your house. Pretty sure mom doesnt want a kid back in the house." She laughed at my comment.
"My babies are always welcome home." She smiled and grabbed my hand. I smiled back at my mom and then looked up at Zacky.
"Please tell me I don't have to clean your house for you." I nearly laughed when he rocked back and forth on his heels.
"I'm not saying you have to. But you might want to." He was still rocking back and forth.
"Zack. You know I have OCD." I shook my head laughing.
"I know." He gave a cheesy smile. Dear god this kid was going to be the death of me.

Notes

Sorry it's short and kinda boring but it's just a little family scene. More to come :)
I'm sick so if I don't update soon blame my brother and dad for getting me sick.