Rory
I sat on the floor next to the entry door to my room and pulled my knees to my chest. I had since gotten dressed and brushed out my hair but I still hadn't said a single word to Shawn but I knew he was there on the other side of the door. He hasn't moved, he hasn't left. He was like a statue.
As if sensing my presence I heard a quick intake of breath and a resigned sigh before I heard a thump against the door. If I could picture it, I was sure he thudded his head against it trying to figure out how to approach me. I wasn't sure if I was ready to be near him. I didn't know when I would be ready to talk but here I was sitting and waiting for his words. I hated how indecisive I was and felt. Perhaps Jeremy was right and he shouldn't listen to my orders. I can't even decide if I want t
