Craig pushed Ashley away from him after he realized that she was kissing him. "What are you doing?" Craig asked.
"I want to be with you," looking into his eyes, longing for him to look back into hers.
Craig saw the love in her eyes, the desire for him. How was he going to let her down? He didn't want to hurt her. "Ash, I can't do this. I don't love you; I don't think I ever really loved you like that."
"What?" stunned by his answer, but hurt at the same time.
"Ash there's only been one girl that I've actually loved…."
Ashley interrupts him, getting up, and backing away from him, "Don't tell me it was Manny," she said beginning to grow angry.
"Calm down, it's not her…It's Emma."
"How can you be in love with her, you've guys have never really been friends," confused by his confession.
"That's where you're wrong. We've known each other for years, and yes we may not talk all the time, but even when I was little I knew there was something special about her."
"Then why go for both Manny and I, leading us on."
"Because I didn't think she felt the same way, she seemed to be so hung up on Sean. I wanted to try to move on from her. Maybe find someone who made me feel the way I do when I'm with her, but it's never happened."
Ashley began to cry, "I can't believe that this is happening. Why is it that this always seems to happen to me when I like someone?"
"It's not you Ashley. One day you're going to find that great guy, and he's going to make you the happiest girl in the world."
Moving towards the door, "One day…." turning around to face him," I wanted that time to be now. I wanted it to be with you."
Craig could see the hurt that she carried in her eyes. It hurt him to know that it was because of him, but he was tired of lying about his true feelings. He wanted to shout to the whole world and tell everyone whom he loved. "I'm sorry," he said looking like he was going to cry.
Just before leaving, "Sorry…sorry doesn't fix my broken heart," she said with so much bitterness.
He did the right thing this time and he still got people mad at him. Life was never far for him. All he wanted to do now was to see Emma's sweet face, just seeing it made his day turn from bad to good.
Toby walked through the Mason residence through the crowd in the living room, looking for Kendra. He wanted to do something to make her feel better, to make the pain she was in go away. He still remembered her face when she realized that Marco was telling the truth. It was so hard for him to see her in pain, he stilled cared deeply for her.
It came to him that she probably was upstairs, so he climbed up the stairs to her bedroom. When he found that she wasn't, in there he decided to check Gavin's room. As he slowly opened the door, he noticed that she was leaning against his bed.
She heard a sound; she turned to notice Toby standing in front of her. "What are you doing here?" she asked softly.
Walking up to her, "I wanted to see you."
"Why…this is for Gavin," looking out the window.
"Because I'm your friend, not his and I can tell that you're hurting," sitting down next to her.
"If you were to ask me a few weeks ago that I would miss him this much when he was gone. I would have said that I couldn't wait to get rid of him, but now it seems like life without him isn't what I thought it would be like."
"Of course not, because even in we thought it would be great to be rid of our siblings, deep down we don't actually feel that way," putting his hand on her shoulder.
"It's lonely," leaning her head on the bed. "I miss our fighting, him talking about Paige none stop…I just miss him. I keep on wondering if there was something that I could have to prevented all of this," looking into her lap.
Lifting her chin with one of his fingers, "No, people make choices, some choices that aren't always right. This just happens to be a really horrible choice."
"Thanks, you're being such a great friend," looking into his eyes, she felt something drawing her closer to him. Before she knew it, her lips were touching his as he ran his finger through her hair.
Spike came to the hospital to check on her daughter, she knew that she had been in a little bit of depression the day before. She was hoping that she would be able to get through to her now that Craig was awake. Maybe Craig had already. She could only hope.
She walked through the door of Emma's room to find no one there. She went to check in the bathroom, but there was no one. She decided to try Craig's room, in hopes that Emma went there to talk.
"I can't believe I was such a fool," Emma said as she slowly went down her room stairs with crouches. It wasn't easy going down the stairs with crutches. All of a sudden, she dropped one of her crutches, causing her trip and fall down the stairs. She hit her head on the cement floor. "Aw!" she cried.
She went to get up, but couldn't. Her leg was throbbing again, and now so was her head, as she put her hand to the back of her head so discovered that she was bleeding. "Someone please help me," she cried.
She didn't even know why she was calling out no one was home. No one would know that she was down there. They all thought that she was at the hospital.
Spike ran into Craig's room to find that he was alone. He was having a hard time writing on the pad of paper because his shoulder was hurting, but he wanted to get it all down while he was being inspired.
"Craig," Spike called out.
Craig was startled at the sound of her voice; he turned to see who it was. "Oh hi Spike." Smiling at her, "What can I do for you?"
"Have you seen Emma?" she said as she began to grow with anxiety.
His eyes begin to grow narrow as he looked closely at her, "NO, why?"
"Because she's not in her room," she began to cry.
"What?" his voice cracked, as began to get nervous.
"I don't know where she would have gone. Did you guys have a good talk last night?"
"Yeah, everything seemed great. I even told her I loved her."
"I don't understand then why she's done this," she said pacing back and forth.
Craig was trying to figure out the reason why she could skip out of the hospital. He was nervous about what could happen to her. She was on crutches; she could get even more hurt. Then it came to him. He got up from his bed.
Spike looked at him with a strange look, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm going to look for Emma," he said as if it was nothing.
Going over to him, putting her arm out to stop him, "No you're not. You're going to hurt yourself further." She helped him back in bed.
""But I have to find her, I can't lose her."
Heading towards the door, "I'll find her. She couldn't have gotten too far in her condition."
Craig put on a fake smile, "Alright."
Once he knew she was gone, he got up from his bed, and grabbed the pajamas that Joey had brought for him, and got dressed in them. There was no way that he was going to sit in the hospital while he knew she was out there because of something she saw. If something happened to her, he would never forgive Ashley or himself.
Emma found her self in a lot of pain, and was having a hard time staying awake. She tried again to move, this time rolling over. It worked, now her face was facing the cold, hard cement. She put her hands down in front of her chest, trying to push her self up. Her first attempt she fell right back down, but the second time she was able to get herself into a sitting possession. She looked around for her crutches, she needed to get out of here before her family came home and stopped her. They wouldn't understand her reasons. She couldn't watch the guy she loves with another girl. It would be too painful; she already had to do that before.
Craig walked up the front door of Emma's house. He didn't even knock; he went straight for the doorknob and turned it, and was lucky to find that it was unlocked. He hoped this meant that she had been there. If he knew anything about Emma, she would be here grabbing her things before she took off. "I hope I haven't missed her."
He went towards her stairs to her room, and remembered the last time he had been in there was when he and Manny had made out on Emma's bed. He defiantly wasn't proud of that moment especially when Emma had found them. He could still see the look on Emma's face; it hurt him to see that it had been because of him.
Emma heard something; she only hoped that it was just a figment of her imagination. Now she was more determined then ever to get up off this floor. As she was about to get up she heard her door crack open, to notice whom was stand right at the top of the stairs.
Craig saw Emma at the bottom of the stairs, and whispered, "Thank you Lord."
"What are you doing here?" she snapped. "Shouldn't you be in the hospital?"
"I could say the same thing to you," he said as he walked down the last few steps.
"Well that is none of your concern," she said with coldness in her tone.
Kneeling right beside her, "Emma, why did you runaway from the hospital, was it because of something you saw?"
"As a matter of fact I didn't see it, my nurse told me about it. How could you do it? You told me that you thought I was an Angel, and that you loved me. But I guess you just know how to manipulate girls into getting what you want from them," she ranted.
"Will you listen to me?" he pleaded.
"Why should I?"
"Because I wanted to tell you what you don't know."
"Fine! You have 1 min to say whatever, and then I want you out of my house. And I don't want you to tell my parents you seen me."
"Emma you can't leave," grabbing a hold of her hands.
Rolling her eyes, "You're wasting your time."
"The of that story you don't know is if that nurse would have stayed around a few seconds longer she would have seen me push Ashley off of me."
"What?" now confused, but a joy seemed to come over her.
"She told me that she wanted me back but I told her that I didn't want her, that I already had someone great that I loved," looking deep into her eyes, hoping that she saw the sincerity in his eyes.
She could tell by looking into his eyes that he was being truthful. Putting her arms around him, "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't trust you, and didn't find out the whole story before over reacting."
"It's a little understandable with my track record and all." As Craig backed away from the hug, he noticed that he had blood on his hand. He looked at Emma, "What happened? Why do you have blood on you?"
"I fell down the stairs, that's why you found me on the floor. We should thank your lucky stars though; otherwise I probably wouldn't have been here when you got here."
He grew with concern alarm, "We need to get you to the hospital to get that checked out." He pulled on the banister to pull himself up since he only had one free hand. The he went to help Emma up, and had a little bit of difficulty doing it with only one hand.
"We better get you back too before Joey freaks out," she laughed.
