I don't know how to undo things with River!
He helped me when I was sick two days ago and now I can't stand being near him.
Why did I have to go and let him help me when I know he shouldn't?
What the hell is wrong with me?!
I stare at the spot where Helen injects another needle into my arm and wait for the liquid to flow into my veins before looking away.
I'm so afraid about where we stand right now that I feel like puking. I don't want him thinking that that was an open invitation to be close to me again.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate how he stayed and helped me until my mom dropped by to check up on me.
What I don't appreciate is how conflicted and scared I am about letting myself hope too much.
River wants a friend and I'm not too sure I'm able to give him that.
Besides, this time it doesn't seem like a me problem alone.
