Smed didn't want Megan to see him cry. But he had. After she left. He didn't know it was like that. He'd always envied her until now. Now, he didn't know what to think.
He wanted to tell her that he thought she was strong. A lot stronger than she possibly knew. He thought of her as a survivor, somehow. He was glad she wasn't with Craig, anymore. Still, he wasn't sure what she wanted from him. All he could do was listen.
He wanted to be comforting, but he didn't know how. All he could do was watch this beautiful girl have a melt down in front of him, and he could hardly catch her. Why couldn't he have said. "You'll be all right. You'll see." But he didn't. He was mute and just afraid of saying the wrong thing.
He looked on websites for new jobs. He saw one at the library. It was with the city. It would be perfect for Megan. He had to let her know. If only, he could apply for her and get it..just to hand it over like a gift. But he couldn't. All he could do, was to go see her. It was 7:30 in the morning. But here he was, he'd walked 10 blocks to her house in the early morning coolness. Just to tap on her door.
"What are you doing here?" She looked at him as if she didn't want him here, but she let him in.
"Oh, well, I was just..walking." He sighed.
"So." She was treating him like shit now. He should expected that.
"Uh." He saw her hand then. There was bandage. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." She shrugged.
"Good." He closed his eyes then.
"Do you need something?" She whispered in his ear then.
Smed's eyes shot open. He didn't know what to say when she took his hand. She smiled as if he didn't have to answer. Smed bit his bottom lip. He knew where they were going. Her room. He had a funny feeling, it hadn't really mattered who was at the door. She would have taken anyone who had shown up at her door.