Sorry about the wait guys!

This is only short, but I am stuck and thought I should just give you what little I have lol.

Gwen closed the door softly behind her, pausing momentarily to reflect on what had just happened. Something was being kept from her, she knew it, but she wasn't about to pry. If they wanted to keep it secret, then that was their choice.

She let go of the doorknob with a sigh and started for the stairs. She stopped at the top, looking down at the living room. Blake and Kevin were both seated on the couch, having a half-hearted chat about cars of some sort. Gwen leant her forearms on the railing, hands drooping over the edge. She didn't really want to interrupt either 'D & M', what with her lack of knowledge about cars, and the fact that she was excluded from knowing Katy and Riley's conversation. She sighed again before sitting down on the top step, unsure of what she was going to do for a while.

Gwen cringed as her thoughts turned to Ben. She was worried sick about him, he was alone somewhere, sick, probably delirious... She didn't like to think of what could happen to him...

Suddenly the door to Katy's room opened and Riley walked backwards out of it.

"Well, it's not all bad, I mean we can still try and decrease..." He stopped abruptly as he turned and saw Gwen watching him. "Uh... decrease the mess... in my room..." He shook his head as if it would deter Gwen from asking questions, and it seemed to work. She wasn't interested anyway.

"How is she?" Gwen asked Riley as he closed the door behind him. He smiled, but the look on his face wasn't one of happiness.

"She's... not as good as she could be." He sighed. "She's just so... sad." He took a seat next to Gwen on the top stair. "I mean, I know she... lost her mother and all, but she blames herself..."

Gwen looked at Riley. His pale blue eyes seemed to avert themselves from meeting hers. "Was it her fault?"

A pause. Riley raked his fingers through his hair, revealing most of his face for the first time since Gwen had first seen him. He looked so familiar... His chiselled features, his strong jaw line... he almost looked as if he were brooding.

"Yes... I mean, not like, fully, but yeah..." Riley seemed torn between the want to say something and the need to keep it secret.

"It really was her fault?" Gwen raised her eyebrows with a mixture of surprise, sorrow and sympathy. (1)

Riley sighed again. "Yeah... It was ages ago though... but she still feels horrible about it. I... I can't really tell you the whole story, but... let's just say it wasn't completely her fault."

Gwen was getting confused. "So... kind of like an involuntary... sort or 'her fault?'"

"I shouldn't tell you..." He began.

Gwen was insatiably curious now. "Of course, you don't have to tell me, but if you were to let me in on the 'secret', I wouldn't tell anyone." She knew his need to tell someone would eventually overpower him. "Give me your cell." She reached a hand out. Riley was confused, but obeyed.

He took out a shiny black rectangle. Gwen turned it over, obviously confused, and Riley laughed as he reached over and touched it's face. It immeadiately lit up, displaying an impressive amount of completely un-readable numbers. Gwen paused for a moment before giving up.

"Ok, you work this thing and i'll give you my cell number. You can give me a call whenever you want to talk." She realised that she was sounding pushy again. "Of course, you don't have to, but if you, umm, need to talk..."

Riley smiled. "I know what you mean." He touched the surface a few more times before looking back up at Gwen.

"Number?"

Okay guys, this is what ive been pawning over for the past few months. I have no idea where to get where i'm going from here. So, lets take a vote. Who's POV should I do the next chapter from?

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