A/N

Okay so:

1. I am extremely sorry for my total lack of updates!!! I never realised just how much work and study Year 12 entails. I  need a really high ATAR to get into the course I want so I do apologise but school is my number 1 priority this year.

2. I have re-read this book and physically cringed at some moments e.g spelling mistakes, taking like 2 weeks to say I love you (like seriously 2 weeks who does that?) also some other things. So I will be re editing chapters from Chapter 4.

3. Due to my editing of the story Rob and AJ haven't said I love you yet.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter and I will try and update as much as possible.

"Rob! stop!" I yell slightly shoving his chest. I didn't mean to but it just happened he was smothering me and it was making me go crazy. He looked startled and hurt which instantly made me regret what I did. 

"Look Rob...I'm sorry its' just...you're smothering me and I need my space I get you're worried and you're just trying to be a good boyfriend but you can do that other than trying to control every aspect of my life." I realised it sounded harsh but it needed to be said. He stood there for a minute as if deciding how to take it and without another word he dumped my bags and stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him.

What?

That certainly wasn't what I expected to happen not from him. Matt, maybe...wait what does he have to do with this?

I expected Rob to hug me, or nod in understanding heck maybe even yell or something but not just walk out. 

I won't apologise for how I am feeling, I know he was just trying to be caring but I am an independent person I'm not used to relying on people. 

But he was just helping you my obnoxious subconscious adds fuelling a guilt I hadn't known was beginning in the pit of my stomach. 

I instantly frown but push my guilt aside best I can, I am in enough pain as it is.

As I hobble around my room trying to organise my clothes and alike my mind wonders back to 2015. Where my life was so much less complicated. I was a college student with a dorm, good friends and was fangirling all over S.E Hinton's books; more specifically The Outsiders. 

I remember laying on my bed reading the part where Dally comes and visits the boys at the church.

How has my life changed so drastically? 

How did I end up here? 

The question that has being gnawing at me since day one here but where the hell would I find the answers to these questions?

A knock on the door startles me from my thoughts, I shuffle over towards the door slowly trying not to move the stitches in my stomach.

Opening it Tom's eyes meet mine and a smile lights up his eyes.

"Hey, look who's back from the dead." he extends his arms emphasizing his point making me giggle. 

"Hi Tom. What are you doing here?" I open the door up allowing him to enter the room.

"Rob told us you were coming home today so I thought I would be the first one to come see you...where is he anyway I thought he'd be following you around like a lost puppy." 

His words sting, fuelling my ever growing guilt "Uh...he was but he left." His face changes to an expression of utter confusion. "Seriously? The way he had been acting I didn't think he would leave your side for anything."

"Well, he wouldn't and so I yelled at him for it because I felt like I was being smothered and he stormed out." I explain and bite the inside of my cheek trying to ignore the guilt inside me.

"Oh..." is all he says before taking a seat on the edge of my bed.

"Does that make me a bad person?" 

"What? Of course not, I get it you're just independent and Rob knows that to it's just he went through hell when you were in there." 

"I forgot that..." I admit slowly easing myself down onto the bed beside Tom. 

"Don't beat yourself up about it kid. He'll get over it right after he goes and beats some guys up." 

My eyes go wide and panic runs through me as I look at him then towards the door trying to get my feet to move so I can go and stop him. 

"I'm just kidding! Relax." Tom laughs putting his arm over my shoulder. I chuckle in response but even I know it's really unconvincing.
"I bet you're sick of that hospital food hey? Why don't we go get some pizza?" I nod my head and manage a small smile.

When we arrive back to the motel I am about ready to pass out from exhaustion.

The dinner with Tom was nice, we laughed and talked a lot of course I had to refrain from speaking too much about my past as I am still not sure what to tell people. How do I explain that I'm actually from 2015? without sounding like I'm crazy?

And even if they believed me they would ask all sorts of questions about their futures and they'd know I actually already knew them.

"AJ?" 

"hmm?" I respond to Tom waving his hand in front of my face. 

"Are you okay?" he chuckles lightly but I can see that bit of concern in his eyes. "Yeah of course just thinking." I smile and walk into the open elevator. 

I take in my appearance in the fully mirrored tiny space. I look horrible, I have huge bags under my eyes, my skin is a ghost white pale and my eyes and lips hold no colour to them. 

"Have I looked like this all night?" I ask prodding at my face. "What do you mean?" Tom looks at me confused, tilting his head to the side like a lost puppy. 

"I look awful, I look like I'm dying."  

He rolls his eyes in response  and shakes his head "You just survived being shot and you're worried because you look like it?" 

I look at him for a second coming to grips with what he just said before bursting into a fit of  laughter. 

He's right, I did just survive a being shot I'm not going to look great. 

"Why are you laughing?" He asks shaking his head in amusement. "Because you're right." 

"And that's something to laugh about?" He pouts. 

"I didn't mean it like that." I respond abruptly finishing my laughter thinking I may have hurt his feelings. 

"Relax I was joking." He chuckles leading me out of the elevator. 

"You're a jerk." I sigh in relief. I don't think I could have handled both him and Rob tonight. 

**Rob's POV**

Where is she? I paced the room trying to think of where she could be. Her stuff isn't even packed away yet.

That's so unlike her, is she okay? Has someone taken her?
I was becoming frantic, Where the hell is she?

Suddenly the door opens with a click and voices quickly follow.  AJ and Tom walk in laughing and don't even notice me sending a pang of jealousy through my core.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" I yell at her causing her to jump ten feet in fright. She turns around to see me confused and wide eyed.

"WELL?" I yell again as she doesn't answer.

"I-I was out with Tom." She muttered in reply gesturing to him as if I couldn't see him before but I was perfectly aware he was standing there.

I don't know why I was so jealous I know there was nothing going on but my emotions were over ruling my judgement right now.

"And you didn't bother to tell me?" I growl through gritted teeth.

"Rob you need to calm down man." Tom calmly states.

"How could I? You stormed out of here like a 2 year old." AJ yells back taking me slightly by surprise.

She was right and I knew it too but I just couldn't seem to control my anger. I don't even think I am actually angry at her, well I am a little bit because her disappearance scared me half to death. But for the most part I actually have no idea why.

"Because you were a bitch!" 

I could see my words physically slice through her, a gasp escaped her lips and tears seemed to brim at her eyes. 

"I think you should leave Rob." Tom says sternly resting a hand on AJ's shoulder. What the fuck? What's that about?

"No. You don't get to tell me what to do." 

"Leave Rob." she whispers her voice barely audible. She doesn't make eye contact with me but instead stares at her hands. I stare at her in disbelief before storming right past the two of them.