I woke up and today was Friday. I was kind of excited since I read everything Ethen wrote yesterday. 

I don't really know what we are going to do today, but I think I will try to get him to talk to me some more. 

I head down to the kitchen and eat breakfast for the first time in a while. I don't see my father around god knows where he is. Probably getting arrested again. 

I pack my things and hop in my car. The drive is quicker than usual today, must be my good mood. 

I head upstairs and ran into Alex.

˝ Hey Emily, I forgot to tell you that we do also have a music room if you decide to use it. It is next to the 301 room. ˝ She says smiling at me. 

I assume Ethan plays the guitar since there was one in his room, but I can't just shove him one and say paly. He has to tell me that he plays.

But I might use it with the little ones here they are usually bord and love to do something with me. Why can Ethan be like that? 

I shake my head like I am trying to get these thoughts out of my head. And Alex has disappeared by now. 

So I just grab my usual things and head up to Ethens room. As I open the door he is standing by the window and he has his prosthetic on. He looks like a greek god/ robot. It is one of those bionic prosthetics that look really awesome and futuristic and are actually really functional. 

˝ Hello Ethan it is nice to see you standing on your own,˝ I say as I offer a smile. 

And yet again I am meeting with the half-smirk half annoyed look I am starting to miss and love I think sarcastically.

˝So Ethan today I would really need to get some information out of you,˝ I say a little pleadingly.

˝If I don't hand in my report about this week I will be in trouble,˝ I say and try to look really sad and concerned about that. I mean I do have to turn my report in but it isn't unusual for things to take time with patients. So it wouldn't be that wrong 

Buuuuut I just wanted him to feel sorry for me so he would talk to me a little bit. 

˝Fine whatever,˝ he mutters and walks to sit at the table. I follow him and sit opposite him again offering a smile but he just looks like the usual self. 

˝So Ethan if you could tell me more you yourself that would be great, like what kind of person were you before the accident?˝ I ask with professionalism in my voice.

˝ I was a fuck boy,˝ he says smirking at me. Great just as I thought we were getting somewhere, bam, I am slammed with this childish answer.

I exhale a deep breath and with annoyance look out the window. I continue to do so for some time. And my expression changes form annoyed to disappointed. Then it happens...

˝I used to play football at school and do auto-car and racing with my friends...˝ He says and he is looking at the wall facing away from me.

˝ I loved sports.˝ He says and then there it is silence and I don't dare to say anything until he is finished.

˝ The girl yesterday broke up with me since I am not going to do the things I used to do...˝ He says and he isn't showing any emotions as I would expect him to.

˝ I used to play the guitar but don't anymore...˝ He continues.

˝ And I hate this feeling of not being able to do things as I could do.˝ He says and still no emotion showing. 

˝Is that enough for you ?˝ He is asking me and looking at me. 

˝First of all, thank you for sharing that with me.˝ I say and I do mean it he did the first step and I am over the moon.

˝ The thing you tell me can help me try to understand you and what you want to do now.˝ I say as I explain to him why he needs to do this.

˝ Things aren't going to be easy you know... But you can still do a lot of things that you used to do.˝ I say and I do mean every word of it.

˝ You will just have to learn to do them differently,˝ I say and look at him.

He just lets out an annoying sound and I know it is the indication to change the subject.

˝So it is Friday, are you going home for the weekend ?˝ I ask him walking to the balcony and opening the window.

˝ Wouldn't call it home,˝ he says under his breath not sure if it was meant for me to hear that.

˝So that is a no?...˝ I ask looking at him.

˝I am going out of here if that is what you are asking.˝ He smirks at me.

˝Well that is good to hear,˝ I say ˝ What are you going to do, any planes?˝ I ask pushing my luck today.

˝ Fuck some girls,˝ he says looking at me from head to toe.

I roll my eyes and gather my things. ˝Well be sure to use protection,˝ I say at him and he raises an eyebrow with amusement.

Then he stands up and heads back to the bad and I can see he is still a little bit unsure of his step without his crutches. He sits down starts to change. 

˝I will be late for my physiotherapy,˝ he says.

˝ Oh okay yea I will get going now anyway,˝ I say to him and he doesn't look at me. 

˝ Than you by the way,˝ I say to him.

˝ Yea yea you can write your report on me now...˝ He says and rolls his eyes.

˝ Yea that too, but no thank you that you finished all the reports for my books for me.˝ I say and I swear I could have seen the corners of his lips turn into a little bit of a smile and then it disappeared.

˝Yea whatever,˝ He says and ats as it is nothing.

˝Well you helped me out a lot.˝ I say as I am walking out the door.