Page 7 of Make You Wish You Were Dead

I narrow my eyes at her.

Does she really believe that?

He wasn't talking to me the entire time when we were on our way here.

"I don't want to be his friend."

"You can't be alone forever, Jane. You need someone to spend your time with. Rowan is perfect."

"He is perfect because he can watch over me so you two don't have to."

"Remember what you and I agreed on when you first moved here?"

Unfortunately, I do.

I didn’t want to stay in the USA. Thalia also needed my help with the baby, so I decided to move to Italy. But my father said that I had to have a permanent guard to watch over me like a babysitter. He and I argued a lot about it but I ended up just saying yes so that I could move out as soon as possible. He still treats me like a kid even though I’m an adult.

I think that he just wants someone watching over me because he is afraid that I will kill myself and thinks that I need someone to watch over me because of my accident.

"Yes, I remember but I don’t need anyone."

"Yes, you do," my dad states. "We made a deal, Jane. Either you keep Rowan here with you or you are coming back to the states. Your choice."

I want to argue. I do.

But what is it going to do? They won't listen.

They have already made their decision.

It's no use trying to communicate with them when they don't understand that I am happier by myself.

I walk out the door and go downstairs. I'm not having dinner here. Screw this.

When I walk past, Rowan is standing in the kitchen.

Literally just standing there doing nothing.

I ignore him and walk to my car. As I am about to open the door, it slams shut and I already know who slammed it because I can feel him right behind me.

Way too close.

I nip my bottom lip and close my eyes.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Relax.

I turn around and press my back against the car door to put space between Rowan and I. I open my eyes and raise an eyebrow at him?

"Where are you going?" he asks in a harsh tone.

Anywhere that is not here, dumbass.

He knows I don't talk so why bother asking when he won't understand?

"Look, you want to leave? Fine by me. But my job is to make sure you are not alone. I am protecting you. Your body, soul, and any drop of blood that falls from you. Understand?"