I might not update till Monday. Again there might be only one or two chapters left. If anyone has a request of how this should end tell me because I'm having trouble finding one. Enjoy and tell mw what you think :)

"Do you plan on going back to school?" Danny asked.

"Next semester, I talked with my professors and they emailed me all my work"

"How have you been doing with your classes?"

"I've been getting all A's. I think they're just taking pity on me."

"Or you could actually be making the grade?" Danny suggested.

"I doubt it. I can barely force on the reading, my thoughts are jumbled. Whenever I re-read over something I write it makes no since but I can't think of any way to make it sound proper."

"I can help you edit your papers."

"If you want, I warning you nothing makes since."

"Let me see," Martin handed Danny his laptop so he could read over what he'd been working on, "What class is this for?"

"Biology."

"Danny tried reading but couldn't make heads or tails of it. There were a few sentences here and there that were on point but other than that it was a bunch of half put together thoughts that had nothing to do with one another or the subject, "Martin?"

"It's bad I know."

"No it's just… have you been seeing anyone, like a therapist?"

"Yes, why?"

"I-I don't think that you'll be ready by next semester."

"W-what?"

"I don't think you should rush back into something. You were right, you're not thinking straight and you can't right on one subject."

"I thought so, but I didn't want to tell my dad…"

"He's not expecting you to be perfectly okay after what you've been through."

"It doesn't matter anymore, my legs didn't heal right and it hurts to much to try to swim," he sighed, "The school called and told me that I lost my scholarship and that this was my last semester with a free ride."

"Martin…"

Martin shook his head trying not to cry, "I can re-apply to the school, my grades are good enough I should be able to…"

"Martin you need to focus on you and not school. If you have to take a semester off than do so, but making yourself do all this when you're not mentally prepared to."

"I know," Martin's bottom lip quivered, "I feel like the quicker I back to doing the same things I used to then things will go back to normal, so I can forget."

Danny hugged him close, "Things will get better," he promised kissing the top of Martin's head.

TBC...