It's not long after the doctor left. Jason is standing next to the door. I can feel his hesitation, whether to say something or not, I hope not. 

"I'm so sorry" Jason finally says and I Can feel the sincerity of his words.

"It wasn't your fault, it was mine" and I really mean it. It's me who crossed the road on a red light, or at least that's what he said. And again the doctor said nothing is sure yet, was it?

"I just want you to know that-"

"Jason please, I need to stay alone" he shakes his head and closes the door behind him leaving me just the image of him and his appealing scent surrounding the room.

I've been repeating in my head what the doctor said for the hundredth time now, The fear of having a serious head injury is submerging me and I can't shake it off.

Jason is knocking on the door to check up on me for the second time since I told him to leave. He's been so caring but again he was the driver so maybe he felt a little responsible for what happened, but he shouldn't. I'm not blaming him for anything and he should know that.

"Hey Emily, Can I come in?" Jason asks from behind the door.

"Yes," he opens the door with a tray on his other hand.

"Uh, I bought you something to eat. You didn't eat anything since this morning" he smiles and puts the tray on the bed next to me. "Come on, seating here on the bed overthinking won't make things any better, moreover we're not sure of anything yet. So you freaking out right now is pointless"

"you're right, it's just-"

"I know, trust me" he cuts me off "But right now you need to eat, I'll be in the living room so if you need anything just call me."

"Stay" I trail off before he walks out "Stay with me". Jason looks at me with questioning eyes and I can't blame him, I, myself, don't know why I asked him that. I guess I just need someone right now.

I don't know how to describe it but I get this feeling of safety and security when he's beside me. I feel like everything is going to be okay. Although it's scaring me because it's been so long since someone made me feel like this. But I want to enjoy it while it lasts.

He seats on the ground, his head on the wall and arms across his feet making his muscles stretch. He is so distracting, so handsome.

"What?" Jason asks taking me off guard, making me realize that I was staring at him this whole time. Again.

I fake a cough "Uhm, no no nothing" I can see his smirk, he finds this amusing; me staring at him all the time, I bet he got this effect on all the girls that he's so used to it, he finds it normal. But for me it's not, nobody impressed or affected me since M... well since a long time.

"Tomorrow if you want we can go to bring your clothes and-" I spit dramatically the water I've been drinking. Is he serious? "are you okay?" I nod and he continue not caring about my reaction "So what was I saying, oh yeah, we'll bring your clothes and I should give you a spare key of the house and-"

"Jason" I interrupt him.

"And you should tell me what you like to eat and what do you prefer-"

"JASON" I get his attention this time, he seems confused, like he got a lot of things spinning in his head, lot of plans.

I like the way he cares about me, I really do. But this is getting weird and also I feel like I'm a burden and I hate this feeling.

"Listen to me Jason, I don't want you to feel like you're obliged to look after me. And you don't have to give spare keys for the house I'm not staying here anyway, I can't stay. And plus I'll be fine on my own, don't worry about me."

"What? No, no way, you're staying here, haven't you heard what the doctor said. You need to stay under surveillance"

"Well I'll just call someone I already know to come and stay with me" I lie, of course, I can't tell anyone because I've got no one here, but also I can't stay with him in his house. Just thinking about it makes my stomach turn, the idea of it is just absurd.

"And how are you supposed to do that when you're here all alone?" his eyes pops out coming to the realization that he just said something he wasn't supposed to. And seriously how does he know that? This is getting awkward and scary at the same time.

"H-How do you know that? I don't remember telling you anything about me being alone in here!" his eyes looking everywhere but at me "Jason, answer me" Always silent, he stands up and takes few steps closer to me,

"I'm sorry I should've told you before, I-I kind of asked some people I know to bring me some information about you" I can't believe he did that.

"You mean you did an investigation about me" Jason's eyes are full of emotions that I can't describe, fear probably, but of what?

"No, no it's not like that really," he sits on the bed next to me, leaving no distance between us "I just wanted, I needed to know you"

"And do you know now?"

"No, I mean yes but that wasn't enough at all, they told me just basic things about you but I wanted to know-I want to know more, to know everything" I look at him, at his eyes, trying to figure out this stranger sitting beside me, what he means and why he wants to know me so bad "Stay here a little more Emily, please, maybe it's weird as a request, but I need to make sure that you'll be fine, that nothing will happen to you. And, I...I need you to stay, I'm getting used to you here."

My mind is off and all my senses are blunt, adding to it the heavy breathing problems, the perfect combination for not being able to answer. But probably I'm just too busy fighting the growing sense of dark unknown knotting through my stomach.