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"You were my first friend here. And even now, you're my best friend." Destiny began weakly. "I don't want to ruin that." Blake kept staring at the floor, tears forming in his eyes. He knew what she was getting at.

"It's not that I don't like you. I like you a lot, but if things didn't work out, I might lose my best friend. I'm not ready to take that chance right now." She tried to explain.

"Gabe?" Blake mumbled under his breath. Destiny knew what he meant by it.

"Gabe isn't my friend like you are. If things didn't work out, it wouldn't hurt as much to lose him." She continued to explain.

"Okay." Blake stood up to leave, still not looking at her.

"No, please don't leave. Don't think of it as me choosing him over you, because thats not how it is. If their wasn't friendship, I'd want to be with you more, Blake. But I don't want to ruin that. And if things don't work out between us, I'm going to need you there for comfort. I still want to be friends. You're the best one I have." Blake sat back down, sighing.

"I get it." He replied quietly, obviously hurt.

"Listen. If it's too hard for you, I wont go out with Gabe. I'll just stay friends with him too. I don't want to hurt you." She weakly moved her hand over his, which was resting on his knee.

"Either way, I'm going to feel a little hurt. But I want you happy. And I want Gabe happy, too. If that means you two being together, I can deal with it. So long as you don't forget about me." He finally looked up at her, forcing a half smile. He had a couple tear tracks down his cheeks, but no more tears were falling.

"Of course I wont forget about you. Balance is everything. I'm not going to just go off with Gabe all the time. You and I can still hang out whenever. You're my best friend, Gabe will have to deal with sharing me." She smiled. Blake allowed another half smile. He was feeling a little better about it, but it was obvious h e was still sad about losing her. "I know how hard it was for you to ask me to be your girlfriend. And thats kind of why I don't want to ruin it. Had we not been such good friends before, you wouldn't have done that. Everything is based off of the friendship we have, and I don't want it to go away. But I do like you." Destiny was sitting up in her bed now. Blake nodded, understanding. She kissed his cheek lightly. He looked at her.

"I can handle being your friend." He finally had a real, full smile on his face. "But if we're all together, just try not to gross me out by hanging all over each other." He joked. They both let out a slight laugh.

"I won't. But Blake?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you keep this all between you and me? I want to tell him everything on my own." She asked, while explaining.

"Yeah. No problem." Blake smiled before standing up. "I better get home. Homework and stuff ya know?" He kissed her forehead. "Feel better."

"Thanks. I'll try. And I'll call you if I need help with my homework." She smiled at him as he left the room. It was only Tuesday. She'd probably be out of school the rest of the week. After Blake left. Destiny's father knocked on the door before entering the room quietly.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, standing beside her bed.

"Alright. I'm a little sore, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be." She pulled the covers off, revealing the boot on her leg that would allow her to walk almost normally. Her ankle was badly sprained, but the doctor told her she'd be able to walk on it again in about a week. "I'm hungry." Her stomach growled. Her dad smiled.

"Do you want help getting down stairs? Or do you want me to bring you something?" Her dad asked.

"I want to go down stairs. I've been in a bed for too long." She sat up. Her father moved to help her. "No, I want to try on my own." She smiled a brave smile. Her dad smiled back and nodded, watching her carefully incase she needed the help. She slowly got out of bed and put her feet on the floor. She stood up carefully and stopped, making sure she was able to hold herself up. When she realized she could, she began slowly walking, her dad right behind her. When they got to the stairs, she gripped the rail tightly, putting her good leg down first. And then her broken leg on the same step. She did that all the way down. It took her a while, but she made it without any help from her dad. She limped into the kitchen and sat at the table, her dad still right behind her.

"What do you want?" He smiled at her, proud she was doing things on her own. She was strong.

"Hmmmm." She began thinking. She looked at the clock, it was just after five. "I'll just have an orange until dinner." She smiled. Her dad peeled an orange and pulled the pieces apart, sticking them in a bowl for her. "Thanks." She smiled.

"You're welcome." He sat across the table from her.

"What is for dinner?" She asked.

"Lasagna and salad." Her dad answered.

"Yummy." Destiny replied. That was one of her favorites. After a few minutes of silence, her dad spoke again.

"I noticed Blake was here for a while..." He pointed out. Destiny stopped eating.

"Yeah." She replied.

"He brought you a lot of stuff.." He continued.

"Yep." Destiny smiled. She knew what her dad was getting it, but it was fun to watch him struggle with the words.

"Well?" He asked.

"Well what?" She replied, still having fun with it.

"Are you two..?"

"Dad." Destiny laughed. "No. We're just friends." She answered the question he never finished.

"Oh. But I thought you two liked each other?" He relaxed a little.

"We do." She answered. "But he's my best friend. I don't want to mess that up." She decided to leave out the part about Gabe for now. Her dad nodded and smiled. It wasn't that she was uncomfortable telling him, but rather, she wasn't even sure anything would happen between her and Gabe. She wasn't sure he still liked her after the way she had reacted. She stayed down stairs until after dinner and then made her way back up to he room to do homework. It was a lot harder getting up the stairs than down, but she still managed it on her own.

Once she was in her room, she sat down at her desk and started working on her homework. She got through everything but her pre-calculus. Blake hadn't been lying when he said the book didn't explain it well. At nine, she finally gave up on it and got on her computer. Gabe wasn't online as usual. She got on myspace and read her new messages from her friends back in England. She replied to them all, played a few online games, and turned her computer off for the night. She changed into her pajamas, struggling to do so. She had to take her boot off to get her jeans off, her leg hurt when she did. She winced in pain trying to get her jeans off and her pajama pants on as quickly as possible so she could put the boot back on. She finally did it and crawled into bed. She fell asleep almost instantly and didn't wake up until noon the next day. When she woke up, she slowly made her way down the stairs again.

"Good afternoon." Her mom smiled at her. Destiny smiled back. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." Destiny answered.

"Left over lasagna sound good?"

"Definitely." Destiny smiled. "Why'd you stay home from work?"

"Just to keep an eye on you. Incase you couldn't walk as well today as you could yesterday or something." Her mom answered.

"Ah." Destiny flipped through the pages in the newspaper that had been left on the table.

"How are you feeling today?" Her mom asked, sticking the lasagna in the microwave.

"Pretty good, actually. I had a heck of a time changing last night, but my ankle doesn't hurt as bad now. And my wrist still hurts, but its also getting better." She smiled.

"How about the rest of you?" Her mom asked.

"Still kind of sore. I feel like I got tackled by a giant playing football." She joked. They both let out a short laugh. "But thats getting better too. But I found this cool bruise on my shin. It dents in." Destiny smiled wickedly.

"That's probably where the bumper hit you." Her mom pointed out. Destiny nodded, agreeing. The microwave beeped and her mom pulled the lasagna out, setting it in front of her. "Want anything to drink?"

"Yeah. A big glass of milk." She smiled before cutting a bite out of the lasagna. Her mom went to the fridge and poured her a glass. Once she was done eating, she decided she needed a shower. She couldn't shower with her boot on, but luckily it didn't hurt as bad to take it off. The swelling had gone down, she could already tell. In the shower she had to keep all her weight off of that leg. It was uncomfortable and hard, but she managed. After her shower, she put in ice pack inside the boot around her ankle. It was cold against her skin, but it would help more with the swelling and heeling. She was glad she hadn't actually broken her leg. She kept her pajamas on, not having any reason to change them. After dinner, she called Blake to get help on her homework.

"Hey." He answered the phone after the second ring. "How are you feeling?"

"Better." She answered. But the pre-cal is giving me a headache. Can you help?"

"Yeah, sure. Want me to come by? It'd probably be easier to explain in person. Plus I have your homework for the rest of the week."

"Ooh goody." She replied sarcastically. "Yeah. Come on over. I'll be in my room."

"Okay. See you in a few."

"Okay. Bye." They hung up. "Mom! Blake is coming by to bring me more homework and help me with some of it!" Destiny called down the stairs.

"Okay!" Her mom called back up. She left her door open a crack and heard a soft knock less than ten minutes later.

"Come in." She looked up, seeing Blake. She flashed him a smile. He smiled back, taking off his back pack and unzipping it.

"Your dad said you'd probably be out for the rest of the week, so I went ahead and got all your assignments today, rather than bugging you with my presense every day." He joked.

"Aww, I like you coming around though. Its nice seeing someone besides my parents. Not that I don't like them, just.. Yeah.." Blake laughed before getting a better look at her. She had on yellow, white and grey flannel pajama bottoms and a white yellow tank top. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her bangs parted to the side.

"You look good even when you're injured and have been laying around all day." He smiled. Destiny blushed.

"Thanks. Now lets get started on that pre-cal." She grabbed her stuff from her desk and sat back down on her bed.

"Does it hurt?" Blake looked at her leg.

"A little." She answered honestly. "But not too bad anymore." He sat beside her on the bed and explained the homework to her. Once she was done with the old assignment, they worked on the new one together. They finsihed it and she decided to do the newer ones later. If she had troubles, Blake wouldn't be able to help anyway. He hadn't learned it yet either. He gave her a copy of his notes for the other classes and kissed her on the cheek before leaving.

It was nearly 9:30 when Blake left. She went down stairs to watch TV with her dad for a while. He put a movie in for them, which Destiny fell asleep watching. Her dad carried her up the stairs and put her in bed. She didn't wake up again until the next day. She woke up at 10:30, stomach growling. She went down stairs and poured herself a bowl of cereal. The house was empty. There was a note on the kitchen counter.

Destiny,

We both figured you've been doing fine on your own and didn't need our help. However, if you do need either of us, just call. We'll leave work immediately. No giant parties while we're gone. Have a good day.

Love, Dad

Destiny finished reading the note and ate her cereal. The day went by semi fast. She got ahead on her homework, finishing all assignments for the week in each of the classes. When her parents got home, she had them call the doctor. He said it was mostly up to her on when she could go back to school and return to regular activities, though she should try to stay off her ankle. But it all depended on how she felt.

Okay.. Sorry to disappoint. I know this isn't where anyone wanted it to go. Just stick through it.. Wait it out with me, okay? I have a plan for this story.. I know exactly where it's going. So just keep with it.. You might like what I have planned.. I hope... :]