After losing Kate, I didn't hang out with my friend group for awhile, and when I did I tried to stay quiet. It's just that every time I looked at Ross, I kept flashing back to that hospital. Kate's funeral was a week after she passed, and the funeral was last week.

We were all having once another movie night at the Lynch's while their parents got us some Chinese food.

Ross must have realized I wasn't paying attention to the movie, and that I had my legs tucked to my chest as I stared straight ahead, replaying those moments in my head.

Reaching over, Ross tries to hold my hand. Shaking my head, I pulled my hand away from his and placed my chin on top of my knees. Ross sighs, but doesn't push me to hold his hand. Instead, he scoots closer to me. As much as I wanted to lay my head on his shoulder, I couldn't because those memories would flash back.

I wasn't only not talkative to Ross, I barely talked to the others either. They understood what I was going through, so didn't push me to be usual me.

"Can we talk upstairs?" Ross whispers. Nodding, I untucked my legs and stood up. Everyone looked up as we got up, except for the sleeping ones. "We'll be upstairs, we'll be back." Ross softly says before leading me up to his room.

"You haven't been yourself lately." Ross points out as he closes the door behind him. "Do you blame me?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at him.

"No, I just want to help." Ross replies, standing in front of his bed.

Something snapped in me, I didn't feel like me when these words came tumbling out of my mouth. My voice raised as I began to rant to Ross.

"I don't need your help, Ross. I just want all of this to end. If I was just a tad bit faster on pressing that button, maybe Kate would still be there and we would be best friends." I paused before continuing. Ross sits down on his bed and looks down at his feet.

"I could have helped her! And if she recovered, I would take care of her, somehow getting custody or something! She didn't deserve to be treated like that. Her aunt barely cared for her. The only ones who took care of her were the nurses and doctors, how messed up is that? She didn't deserve it, she deserved to have a happy childhood. So excuse me for pushing everyone away while I dealt with losing a fan and friend!" I shouted, but realized there were people downstairs.

"Stop pushing people away, Angel. We're all trying to help you! Don't do this to yourself." Ross raises. He's always towered over me, mainly because I was 5'3 and he was 6'0, but this time it only made me angrier due to his comment.

"Not everything is perfect, Ross! It's hurting me seeing those moments flash through my brain!" I cried out as tears began to stream down my face.

"Did it ever occur to you that you're hurting me too? Seeing you so upset breaks my heart. I can't just sit around while your so upset." Ross calms down, his soft tone making me do the same. I sighed as I looked down at our feet. He takes his index finger and gently guides my chin so we would lock eyes. "I'm sorry. I'll try not to block you guys out of my life." I softly told him as he wiped my tears away from my eyes.

Ross didn't say anything, he just pulled me into his chest and held me close to his body. I clung to him as I continued to cry. Ross softly shushed me as he ran his fingers through my hair in a comforting manner.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes. He wipes my tears away from my cheeks before returning the gaze into each other's eyes. As we stared, my heart started to beat so loud I was sure he could hear it.

We both started to lean in, and we were so close, but a couple knocks on the door made us jump away from each other. Ross sends an awkward smile as Riker's voice came through the door.

"Parents are back! Quit making out/fighting!" He shouts before going downstairs. Stifling a laugh, I followed Ross downstairs. I was already feeling better about everything, maybe I just needed to rant about everything.

"So, what're we doing this Christmas?" Stormie asks as we sat down at the table. Ross sat down beside me and Rydel was on the other side of me.

"Oh! We should go up to our cabin, where it snows every Christmas!" Rydel cheers. "Can Gaby and Angel come?" Rocky asks, coming out of his conversation with Gaby. "We don't want to intrude on your guy's Christmas." Gaby and I agree.

"Nonsense! You guys are part of the family now, whether you like it or not." Mark and Stormie agree as we began to eat. "Um, sure then." Gaby and I smiled.

"Wait, did we get the old Angel back?" Ryland jokes, earning a slap on the head from Ross. "You did, I just needed to vent my problems." I chuckled as Ross glanced over to me.

"Quite loudly." Riker chuckles, earning a slap on the head from Rydel. "Wait, what happened?" Stormie asks. "Ross and I got in an argument before you guys got home." I replied.

"Awe! Their first argument." Rocky and Gaby tease. A deep blush cascaded over my cheeks. "Alright, quit teasing them." Stormie sends a comforting smile before digging into her food herself.