As we walked to the café I surprised myself by reaching over to Collins and gently grabbing his hand. Collins jumped slightly before looking down at my hand and taking it within his. A soft, shy smile graced my lips when I realized that I wasn't afraid of him anymore.

We got to the café and Angel opened the door for us. There were so many people in there that I froze. Collins saw this and gently placed a hand on my shoulder. I knew that I just had to say the words and I didn't have to go in there, but I decided that I should at least give it a try.

Walking into the café I heard someone yell Angel. Turning to the voice I saw a pretty girl. She had brown curly hair and beautiful darkish skin. She was wearing a dark blue and black dress with fishnet stockings and boots.

Angel let my hand slip from hers as she gave a hug to the girl. When her hand was out of mine my breathing started to pick up and I moved closer to Collins. Collins simply wrapped an arm around my shoulder and made his breathing more defined to help me get my breathing back.

"Greg, this is Mimi," Angel said bringing her and a few other people with her.

"Hi," I said shyly.

"Hello," Mimi said smiling, "This is my boyfriend, Roger, his best friend, Mark, his ex-girlfriend, Maureen, and her girlfriend, Joanne."

When the guys got closer to me I started to move backwards. Collins held me closer to him and rubbed my chest to calm me. My eyes slipped shut as I tried to breathe again.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked worriedly.

Shaking my head no I fell to the floor hyperventilating. Collins was instantly next to me telling me to follow his breathing. As he continued to breathe I couldn't help but lean my whole body against his as my mind went blank.

When I opened my eyes again I was lying on my side in a bed. Jumping out of the bed I looked around wildly trying to figure out where I was. My breathing started to become erratic.

Walking out of the room quietly I realized that it was night time. Once I was out of the bedroom I looked around the room and saw Collins sitting on a chair. I went over to him as quietly as I could.

"Hello," I said in a whisper.

"Gregory," Collins said jumping slightly, "You scared me."

"Sorry," I said biting my lip.

"Are you okay?" he asked motioning for me to sit down.

"Yes," I said nodding, "What happened?"

"You passed out from lack of oxygen," he said standing up and walking over to me when I sat down, "Everyone was worried. Angel and I took you home, and then sent everyone else home."

"I'm sorry," I said sighing, "I was just… I saw all of those people and I couldn't breathe. The whole room was spinning and then I don't remember anything."

"You're okay now," Collins said sitting next to me, "We're going to try to have you meet everyone again. Only this time it's only going to be one or two people at a time."

"Are you guys mad at me?" I asked tears gathering in my eyes.

"No, of course not," he said hugging me tightly, "We all understand that it's going to take awhile for you get used to us."

"Damn it," I said pulling my legs to me, "Why am I so fucked up?"

"Shh," he said trying to calm me down, "You've gone through a lot. Angel and I are going to help you."

"I just wish I was dead," I said sighing.

"Don't wish that," he said making me look at him, "You just have to believe that you can get help."

"What if I'm too fucked up?" I asked desperately.

"No one is too fucked up," he said standing up, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes," I said nodding, "I haven't eaten in awhile."

"Do you like spaghetti?" he asked grabbing some things out of the cabinets."

"Yeah," I said excitedly, "I love spaghetti."

"Good," he said happily, "Because that's all we got."

"Yay," I said clapping.

"You really do love spaghetti don't you?" he asked laughing.

"Yes," I said jumping up and down and spinning in circles.

"What's with the jumping?" Angel said walking out of a room out of drag.

"Collins is making spaghetti," I said hugging Angel tightly.

"I think you love spaghetti as much as Mark," she said laughing.

"Maybe we could invite him?" I asked fearfully.

"Are you sure?" Collins asked turning and staring at me, "You don't have to invite him. Just do what makes you comfortable."

"No," I said instantly, "I'm sure."

"Okay," Angel said picking up the phone, "I'll call him and invite only him over."

Angel walked out of the kitchen with the phone against her ear. My heart was pounding, but I knew that it wasn't going to be as bad as I was making it to be. Turning back around I smiled shyly at Collins.

"I know you're worried," he said pouring the noodles in a pan of water, "But you and Mark will get along, and he already thinks you're cute."

"You're joking," I said brushing him off.

"No, I'm not," he said laughing, "He said that he hopes that the two of you get to know each other because you have the most gorgeous eyes and lips he has ever seen."

"Are you serious?" I said my eyes wide and a blush coming on my cheeks.

"Yes," Angel said behind me, "And he'll be here in a little bit."

"Oh Dear," I said biting my lip.

"Are you afraid that you're going to like him too?" Collins asked cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, you guys keep saying that I will," I said falling to the floor, "What if I do?"

"Then you two like each other and you start dating," Angel said clapping her hands.

"Do you think he likes me like that?" I asked just as there was a knock on the door.

"We're about to see," Collins said going to the door and opening it to reveal Mark.