Charlotte's POV

Mom and I had moved in with Johnny the following day, I saw the joy dancing between them whenever they saw each other. I could tell mom was growing frustrated with her speech and walking but, Johnny was always patient with her. Johnny also helped me with anything I needed, including my algebra homework.

"You're just like your mom when it comes to being waited on." Johnny chuckled, as I sat on my bed.

"I guess it's a Spencer thing. How are you doing this morning?" I allowed a laugh, Johnny was very easy to get along with.

"Oh I'm okay, how are you doing?" Johnny asked me.

"I've been... really depressed since the shooting. It was even worse when I was in a wheelchair, I gained so much weight. Everyone told me I looked fine but, I didn't like the way I looked. I still don't, but at least I can walk now. Sort of. I guess mom and I are a handful. Huh?" The shooting had taken a lot out of her.

"If you ever want to get out I can take you somewhere, I get it. What you went through would bring anyone down." Johnny was very understanding with what she was going through.

"Thank you, I appreciate that. I feel like my boyfriend and I are drifting apart because of how depressed I've been. It hurts." Charlotte really hadn't been talking to Danny because of everything, it hurt her that she was hurting him.

"I understand, I can think of a million times that I did the same thing to your mom. Your mom proved to me that she would always be there, for the good and the bad. Maybe you should give Danny that chance." Johnny spoke to her, truthfully.

"I should call him, thank you Johnny." Johnny exited her room to give her some privacy as Charlotte dialed Danny's number.

"Hello?" Danny answers on the first ring.

"Hey, it's me." I was nervous about this conversation.

"I know." Came his answer.

"Are you doing anything today?" It's not that Danny was short with her because he wasn't, it was the awkwardness settling between them.

"No, do you want me to come over?" Danny asked.

"Yes, I think it's time we talked." I nodded, I didn't know why because I knew he couldn't see me.

"I'll be over in a minute." Danny hung up the phone, Charlotte just wanted to cry. It had never been awkward between Charlotte and Danny. A few minutes later her door opened and Danny stepped into her room, shutting the door behind him.

Lulu's POV

I heard the door shut as I blinked awake, trying to run the sleepiness from my eyes. Ever since I'd woken from my coma I had been sleeping a lot, truthfully more than I'd liked. Johnny lay down beside me on the bed, slipping an arm around me.

"Did you sleep well?" He whispered in my ear, pressing a kiss to my head.

"I slept o-okay." I cleared my throat, great it was going to be one of those days. Again.

"Good."he says, looking at me tenderly.

"How I-Is Charlotte this morning?" I asked.

"Well, I helped her with her homework this morning and we talked. She and Danny are in a tough spot. I told her to call him, I remember when I thought I'd lost you forever. It's a horrible feeling." Johnny stroked her hair.

"You're ... more help than m-me. I hate that she's had to...go through." Lulu's speech was sort of improving but, at this point she doubted if she would ever talk normally again.

"If Danny's anything like Jason he'll understand why she's been so distant. She's a strong girl." Johnny wanted to do his best to comfort her.

"You're right." She obliged, sinking into his embrace.

Charlotte's POV

Danny gingerly sat on the bed next to me, I wondered how he'd been.

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have been pushing you away because I was feeling depressed and bad about myself. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." Charlotte knew it wasn't a excuse but, it's the best she could come up with.

"I'm not mad at you Charlotte I could never be mad at you, I know you haven't been yourself since the shooting. I just wish I could make it better."Danny's face softened noting the hurt expression on her face.

"I just hate everything." Charlotte confesses, she wasn't happy with her life right now.

"Charlotte look, just because you were in a wheelchair doesn't mean that you're incapable of anything. Just because you're on crutches doesn't mean your incapable, you're capable of so much. Your the strongest woman I know, I love you." Danny pulled her hair away from her face, kissing her lips.