It took a couple of days before I was with it enough to even remember anything.  Apparently, Diane visited, but nope.  Don’t remember that.  Jack and Bella?  Hadn’t seen them in weeks despite them apparently having visited during that time.  Easing the pain I was suffering with was my only priority during that time.  Hearing what others had to say to me wasn’t important.  I didn’t even care what happened to Lars, or if Mrs. Smith got her way with him.  Only after I was finally discharged did I care what happened.  

  When I was finally out of the hospital, I started wondering what in the world had happened.  That and when the next time I could get painkillers would be.  With the whole situation, Dad ended up taking me to his place, and I was very sternly told that I would be there until I was in a good enough spot to move back home.  The day after getting home, Diane came over to visit.  I was with it enough to hear her and Kevin argue about her being able to function.  Kevin sounded quite worried about that bruised rib she had, and something else… Then it hit me.  Her anorexia.  How in the world was she coping with that??  Memories of when she told me she would be okay if nothing major happened ran through my head.  Something major definitely happened.  So was she okay?  If it wasn’t for my leg, I would’ve pulled myself out of bed and ran to her, bombarding the poor woman with questions.  Thankfully, she came to me before I tried to get up and hurt myself.

  “Hey.”  Diane popped into my room, Kevin following shortly after.  The poor guy looked tired.  His dirty blond hair was a mess, and his expression showed how exhausted he was.  I didn’t blame him.  I would’ve been exhausted too if I had Diane for a wife.  

  “Hey.”  Diane gave me a small wave.  Not going to lie, her appearance shocked me a bit.  If I didn’t know any better, I'd say she looked worse than the day of the reunion.  Possibly due to lack of makeup?  The bugger was quite good at covering up how sick she looked with makeup.

  “How’s it hanging?”  Don’t ask why I said that.  I don't know why I did.

  “Don’t think I’ve ever heard you say that before.”  Diane couldn’t stop herself from giggling at my stupid phrase.  “I’m doing okay.  How about you?”

  “Just peachy.”  I gave her the goofiest smile to go with the reply.  Her smile quickly dropped and she gave me a very unimpressed look.  I hated that she was looking at me like a child who did something wrong and the goofy smile dropped just as fast as her smile did.  

  “Alright, what’s really going on?”  Diane raised a brow.

  “I’m high on painkillers, that’s what’s going on.”  I mumbled.  “I’ll talk when I’m not high on them.”

  “Alright.  I’m staying with you until that day comes then.  You’re not leaving my sight and disappearing again until I know you’re safe.”

  “Diane!”  Kevin did not seem to enjoy that idea.  “You can’t just invite yourself to places!  Especially in your condition!  John already has a handful dealing with Robin!”

  “Why thank you, I do like to see myself as quite a handful.”  I mumbled tiredly.  I won’t lie, I was definitely a problematic child.  Even when Mum was around.  I pestered the hell out of the poor woman.

  “Er, no offense.”  Kevin quickly apologized.  

  “I don’t mind helping out.”  Diane shrugged.  “And besides, I already talked to John and asked if I could stay.  He agreed that I could.”

  “Ugh… Can we talk in private?”  Kevin nudged Diane, and she agreed without hesitation.  Oh if only Kevin knew.  Winning an argument with Diane was near impossible.  The two left my room and talked just outside the door.  Seeing as I had nothing better to do, I listened in a bit.  They weren’t exactly quiet, so it wasn’t hard.

  “Diane, I’m worried this is just going to make it easier for you to restrict.”  I heard Kevin say with a very worried tone.  “Your dietician is already threatening to put you in treatment.  If you don’t watch yourself, it’s going to happen whether you like it or not.”

  “I’ll be fine.”  Diane replied.  “Robin is really going to need support when she, well… Is more with it.  A lot of emotions are going to hit and I don’t want to see her go through another suicide attempt.”

  “I know… But you’ve also got to worry about yourself too.  I don’t want to see your body give out on you.”

  I heard the two argue a bit before returning to my room.  Kevin somehow managed to look even more exhausted.  His face nearly made me giggle. I really had to try to stifle the laugh.  Somehow, many odd things were making me laugh.  Like how Diane had this random piece of hair sticking up from her messy bun.  But then again, who wouldn’t laugh at that?

  “You’re stuck with me!”  Diane grinned.  Kevin simply groaned.  

  “Woo!”  I gave her a tired thumbs up.  I was always down to spend time with Diane.  She was my best friend after all.  Best of all, she could pester me all she wanted about Lars, but I wouldn’t have to tell her anything.  Not because I didn’t want to, but because I was too high on painkillers to remember anything other than a couple of moments before the crash.  And even at that, a lot of my memories were skewed and short, thanks to the painkillers making me all loopy.

  “I’m just gonna head back home to grab some stuff for the stay.”  Diane smiled.  “And Kevin will drop me off later.  Right, honey?”

  “Yes, dear…”  Kevin mumbled.

  “And then we can have beans for dinner later!”  I added.  

  “Er, maybe-”  Diane started looking nervous.

  “Beans or you don’t stay.”  She wasn’t about to refuse beans.  Not on my watch.  

  “Fine.”  Diane rolled her eyes.  “I’ll be back in a little bit, okay?”

  “Sounds good!”