hurtful wrote:
Rowan had barely managed to step out of the shower before the others came. She put her hair up in a ponytail before walking down the stairs, praying that Sam had decided not to come. She felt bad for thinking like that, especially since he had lost his leg. But after all, they were broken up. Rowan had never been only friends with Sam, they had started dating as soon as they got to know each other. That went for all Rowan’s relationships, she usually knew if she wanted someone or not. But Sam seemed to be the opposite, at least in this case. She went down to the living room, her mother was making tea for the guests. The attorney would come anytime now.All of sudden, Rowan heard something. Faint, but still there. “Mom?” She asked as her mother came into the living room. “Did you say something?” Rowan asked. “I didn’t”, she replied. “I could’ve sworn—“ and there it was again. Faint whispers? She sat down on the couch and massaged her temples. Maybe it was the drugs, although they should be wearing off.
Dean had never been in such a fancy house before. It was plastered with expensive things, and even though Dean didn’t know much about decorating he knew an expensive thing when he saw it. It was excessive, really.“Come on in”, Mrs Markley said. She seemed oddly happy to see him, as she pointed him to the living room. Rowan sat there already, he didn’t know her well enough to say anything to her. Instead, he grabbed a cup of tea. Rowan’s face was oddly familiar, he thought. Maybe they went to the same high school?“You dated my best friend”, she said. Dean raised his eyebrows, that was s coincedence to say the least.”Carly?” He asked. ”No, Leah”, She said.