"How'd it go today Jess?" Mia asked walking in the room that evening.

" I swear I think they're trying to kill me in here."

"Jesse!"

" Well it hurt like hell, all that pulling, poking, and prodding every sore part on my body."

"Its going to hurt at first babe," She said kissing my forehead as she pulled a chair to sit. I knew part of my exhaustion was that I had over done it, but I wanted t get out of here so badly. I could feel my muscles screaming at me for all the work I had done, but it felt good in a way. I'd grown weary of doing nothing but lying here day in , and day out. Shyla was a different story all together. The nurses had done everything for her as she lay their lifeless while they fought to keep her muscles from atrophy. She really didn't want to get better



"Jesse?" Mia asked waving her hand in front of my face.

"Huh?"

"Did you even hear a single word I just said?" she asked laughing.

"Sorry Mia damn Add."

"I said, m, and Vince decided to give us a try."

"Its about fricking time girl."

" I just .. I needed time to get over Brian," she said softly making me sneer. To this day that name left a bad taste in my mouth. He'd come back around after things had gone down, but Mia had refused to take him back. How could you ever trust someone who had almost killed everyone you cared about, and destroyed your life in the process?

"You guys look good together." I said nodding for no particular reason.

"Dom called."

"What did he say?" I asked leaning towards her as whispered. Dom, and Letty had stayed in Mexico to heal on the inside as well as from their other wounds. Their relationship had been rocky before the heists, and the accident pretty much finished ripping it into shreds.

"They're coming back home."

"When?" I asked unable to sit still as my leg shook in excitement.

"Next month !" she said forgetting her polished image for once, and squealing.

"I am so excited, I can't wait to see them, and I missed Letty so much , it sucks being the only girl!"

" I can't wait to see them either Mia, "I said glad that we were all getting back together again.



Opening my eyes I blinked trying to adjust to the seemingly endless darkness. I sat confused for a moment trying to figure out what had woken me when I heard it again.. a low mummer breaking the silence in the night. Clicking on the light above my head I turned to look at Shyla shocked to see her tossing, and turning, her lips moving feverishly. I sat frozen unsure of what to do. Was she sick, or just having a nightmare. When the mummers turned to screams the choice was taken from me, I had to call them now.

I sat in bed mesmerized at the swiftness of the staff as they rushed in pinning her down. I knew instinctively it was the wrong move to make. Her response completely shocked me , it was more a scene I'd expect to see if Letty was involved. She began to swing as if fending them off, her fist connecting with one of the nurses jaws. I yelled out as I saw the rage flame in the eyes of the nurse reaching for her.

"Calm down Shyla, its all a dream, they're just trying to help you , let them help you … please for me."

She became still considering my words, and it was all they needed. The needle was slipped into her wrist, and as the sedative ran through her veins quickly she drifted off.

"What the hell happened to her?" I asked the staff.

"Car accident, killed her Mother, and she hasn't spoken since.

"Its a shame really," said the head nurse lagging behind as the rest of the team left.

"She was such a pretty girl , and I've watched her waste away these past few months."

"No one's come to see her?"

"A few times, but she seemed to get worse afterwards."

I took the information in storing it with the other things I knew about her.

The next day she was back to her totally unresponsive self, but I continued to talk to her. After a week of her" silent " treatment, I cracked.

"Do you really want to die that badly? Cause I promise you that's where you're headed."

"What the is so bad Shyla, tell me, what are you afraid of?" Running my fingers through my hair a sat back exhausted , head hanging.

"Have you even heard anything I've said this entire time? " I asked weary.

"I finally get it now Shyla, you want me to leave you alone? Well that's what I'm going to do."



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Shyla's POV



I'm not sure what it was about his words that made me react, except for the sincerity.

"No," I croaked my throat hoarse, and tight from the lack of use over the past few months.

"NOS, nitrous oxide , the best thing ever created, will give your car an extra both up to 100 miles per hour." I was breathing heavily as I finished my body shaking as I coughed, feeling ready to wretch.

I almost smiled at his look of wonder.

"You .. you've been listening ?"

Feeling weary I nodded in response.

"Can you tell me why you're' so afraid to let yourself feel?" he asked gently making me feel like someone worth caring for once again.

"Alone," I managed to chock out. " I don't want to be alone."

"Shyla if you just let me , and my friends in I promise you, you will never be alone again, hell you'll be wishing you had more time to yourself," he said chuckling, and getting a far away look in his eyes that spoke of past experiences.

Cocking my head to the side I weighed my options, deciding I had nothing to lose I spoke just one word.

"Ok."