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School passed so slowly. I mean, more then usual. I just wanted it to be after 4:00, after I talked to all of Angels teachers so I could already have his homework, and after the walk to his house so I could already be talking to the cutest guy in school.

When the bell that signaled the release of all the students rang, I made my rounds through the teachers. Asking for his homework. Everytime they handed me a stack of papers, I felt a pull in my stomach. He should not have to deal with all of this work when he was sick. That's just wrong.

Shaking my head, I added another packet inside my bag. I placed a fake smile on my face towards the human geography teacher and walked outside. The sun blinded me for a second, rendering me useless for that period of time. I continued my way down the steps, almost tripping over Rogers legs as he laid across one of the stair levels, back pressed against the railing, arms practically permanently stuck around his gutair. I frowned at my unusual klutziness, and turned to Roger.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought." I mumbled deeply. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"It's fine. I had to put my gutair away anyway." He said as he reached for his case. He looked good. Better then he's been in awhile. His eyes have lost their bags and dark circles under them. He no longer shock from the cold while sweating with a fever. I was relieved to say the least, but guilty to. I should have stayed with him more, like Mark. He turned to me as he slung his backpack on his shoulder and carried the gutair with the other. Smiling, we made our way, past the groups of students.

"So, where are you heading?" He asked.

"I'm going to check on Angel and hand him his homework" I said, smiling at the thought of seeing him.

"Oh yeah, you mentioned that at lunch." His free hand drifted up to his shoulder length blonde hair, pulling it back as he showed off his black painted nails. "You already know where he lives?"

The question caught me off guard. I guess things have been moving slightly fast but still. I like him and I think he likes me. "Mimi gave it to me." He stiffened when I mentioned Mimi and I could have sworn a blush dusted his cheeks.

"Mimi's a good person." He added, coughing awkwardly into his hand. Turning towards me, he stared at the ground as he fidgeted. Finally, Rodger looked up at me. "Well I'm heading this way so... see you later."

I smirked knowingly, with a raised eyebrow to perfect my look. "Bye Roger." I said as I half waved my hand at him as he made his way in the opposite direction, nodding in reply.

Chuckling to myself, I took a look around the neighborhood. It wasn't a rich area to say the least. The houses were beautifully decorated but paint was peeling from the walls. Some of them had the, I'm just about to fall apart vibe to it but even with all that, it still looked very comforting. Like a family... I wish my house felt more like these ones.

I stopped in front of a brightly decorated yellow house with even brighter flowers surrounding it. A porch swing stood to the side and I couldn't help but imagine me and Angel on it. I smiled at the image in my mind and walked towards the door.

Excitement ran through me as the door bell rang. A women answered the door, a frown drawn on her face when she saw me. She looked like Angel, they had the same smooth carmel skin, and soft jawline with a matching button nose. I smiled at her and she narrowed her eyes at me. Nerves started to appear in my stomach.

"Uh hi." I said with an awkward wave. "I'm here for Angel, I have his homework." I added, losing volume the more I spoke. She stiffened and turned around, leaving the door by itself, slowly closing, muttering Spanish words under her breath. I frowned confused, not sure if I should take that as my cue to enter. Feeling bold, I walked in following her. Looking around, I realized how small this house was, in an adorable comfy way. It had a cozy design to it. She stopped next to the stairs, staring at me as I slowly walked up the steps. Some of them creaking as I put my weight on them.

The hallway on the upper level had pictures on the wall of the women who welcomed me into the house and another man. None of Angel I noticed. Light music came from one of the doors, it had an amazing drum beat to it and I smiled. Knocking lightly on the door, I waited. The music stopped and I heard steps coming closer to the door. I quickly tried to adjust my bag.

The door opened to reveal Angels face staring back at me. I froze, his face had bruises covering his eye and his jawline. It looked swollen on the colored areas and his lips. Cuts littered his head in a scattered matter. Bags outlined the bottom of his eyes along with dark circles. He looked tired, like he was about to fall asleep any second. I didn't know what to do. I think he felt the same way I did, due to him not doing anything either.

"What happened?" I chocked out, voice cracking. He pressed his lips together into a thin line.

"Nothing." He said slowly as he rocked side to side on his feet. I drew my eyebrows together as I reached my hands out, cupping his face. I felt him swallow as my thumb traced his lip. He let in a shaky breath as I felt the swollen part with a light touch.

"Angel." I muttered in concern, meeting his eyes again. Water started to fill them just as he closed them and turned around.

"I'm sorry." He said, hiding his face from me in shame I guessed. I dropped my bag, forgetting it on the ground as one my hands grasped his waist as the other one gently moved his chin towards me.

"Hey, Angel, it's okay.. you're okay" I whispered as he collapsed into my arms. Sobs wrecked his body as my arms held him. "Shhhhh, baby I got you" i mumbled as I picked him up, bridal style. His head fitted snug in between the crook of my neck as he let out more of his sobs. I quickly closed the door, forgetting my backpack on the other side. I held him close, not wanting to let go as I brought him to the bed. His breath quivered on my neck as I rocked him back and forth in my arms.

Mumbling incoherent soothing words to calm him as my thumbs rubbed soothing circles on his back. I hated seeing him like this. I just wanted him to be happy I thought as I rocked him till sleep overcame both of us.

AN:

Wow, I feel happy about this chapter. Anyway, I love your comments and I hope you enjoyed this new part of the story!!! Thanks!!