I glared at the drawing on my cast and reached for the water bottle again. It was even darker in the room than before, with no sunlight coming in through the window. It must have been late. I figured my friends had all gone home for the night to get ready for school in the morning. My mom couldn't afford to miss work for me, so she was probably working somewhere in this building, with her being a nurse and all.

My fingers wrapped around the bottle and I lifted it off the table, bringing it towards me. It slipped from my fingers and plopped to the floor, making a loud noise. I cringed. Ryker's visible eye snapped open. I froze. The intense blue made my heart beat pick up. I was so glad I wasn't hooked up to one of those heart monitors, otherwise it would be beeping like crazy. 

Ryker flipped his hair so his other eye was visible as well. Then he slowly sat up straight. He leisurely folded his arms behind his head, tipping the chair back on two legs. His tattoos stared at me and his lip piercing winked in the dim light.

"Want me to get that for you?" He asked, nodding at the fallen water bottle, yet never leaving his eyes from mine.

"Uh, yeah," I said.

He shrugged, "Too bad."

Was he being serious?

"Ryker..." I warned.

The chair slammed back down on four legs as he got up and stalked over to my bed. I crawled as far away from the edge as I could get from him. I felt naked in the standard issued hospital gown I was wearing. I yanked up the white sheets to cover myself.

Ryker laid a hand on my bed and leaned down. His eyes were shut as his hair dangled in his face.

"Don't do that again," he said gruffly.

"Do what?" He opened his eyes and they flashed with something I couldn't identify. Using a finger on his other hand, he shushed my lips. I didn't move.

"Scare me like that," he said, lifting his finger off my lips. I stared at him. I'd scared him?

I plucked at the soft material on the teddy bear Finn had given me. A tattooed arm streaked across my vision as the bear was torn from my grip.

"Cute," Ryker said, standing back up with the bear in his hands.

"Hey! Give it back, jerk!"

"Did your boyfriend give this to you?"

"He's not my- yes, he gave it to me," I admitted.

Ryker said, "Hmm," as he dropped the bear back on my bed. He reached in his jeans pocket and pulled out a small device. A pair of headphones was attached to it. He handed it to me. I looked down at the small screen. It was a tiny iPod.

I scrolled through all of the songs on it and was shocked to see all of my favorite songs already downloaded on to it. Towards the end was my favorite album of Two-Strings. I looked back up at Ryker.

"It's my old iPod, not anything special. I didn't go out of my way to download those songs on it for you. They've been on there for years from when I used to listen to that iPod."

I ignored him and kept scrolling. I didn't recognize the last song on the list.

"Hmm, what's this?" I wondered out loud.

Ryker's eyes grew huge as he panicked for a second. His arm snatched out to grab the iPod from me. I held it out of his reach and pulled the top of my gown away from my neck, dropping the iPod inside my bra. Then I patted the gown back in place.

"Give that back, right now. Don't test me-"

"You gave it to me. You can't take it back, it's mine now. You snooze, you lose," I said, grinning.

"I will not hesitate to reach inside there and get it out," he said, looking at my chest.

He had some serious issues if he thought I'd let him do that. I crossed my arms over my chest so he'd stop staring. He smirked when he realized why I had crossed my arms and I blushed. I blushed. I must still be out of it from the accident or something because the last time I checked, I didn't blush from Ryker. Then his gaze darkened.

"Why can't I just listen to the song? What's the big deal, anyway?" I asked.

"It's a stupid song I wrote a long time ago. I don't even know why it's on there or why I just told you what it was. I want to delete it," he said, motioning for me to hand over the iPod.

I hadn't realized that the headphones were dangling out of my gown. I noticed too late. Ryker snatched the headphones in his fist and pulled. The iPod was dragged out of my bra and landed in his open palm. He took a few quick steps back and was halfway across the room. There was no way I'd be able to steal the iPod back. Ryker pressed a few buttons and tossed the device back at me. I caught it and looked through the list of songs for the one he obviously didn't want me to listen to.

The song titled I've Fallen for You was gone. I frowned. I've heard many songs Ryker has written for Two-Strings. It boosted his ego to know that I actually liked them. I didn't get what was so different about this one song. Then I had a thought.

"Did you write it for someone, or perhaps a girl?" I asked, enjoying myself.

"Something like that."

"Ooo, what was her name? Oh my gosh, she dumped you when you sang her the song!" I bet him.

Ryker annoyingly flicked his lip piercing and glared at me, saying, "No. I'm not going to explain anything to you so just give up asking and assuming things."

He bent down and picked up the water bottle I had forgotten all about. He saw me lick my lips in anticipation for the water that would soothe my parched throat. He knocked his head back and took a giant swig of the water.

"What are you doing!" I yelled, completely forgetting what we had just been talking about.

"I'm thirsty."

"So am I and that's mine! Give it back," I demanded.

Ryker capped the bottle and threw it at me. I caught it and untwisted the cap. I used my hospital gown to wipe off the lid where his mouth had just been. He chuckled and I threw him a dirty look.

"We've kissed before, Angel. I don't see why you have to wipe off a bit of my spit from the bottle. Your tongue was at the back of my teeth for-"

"Shut the hell up," I threatened which just made him smirk.

Ryker sat back down in the corner of the room as I downed the rest of the water bottle. When I was finished, he spoke.

"Oh, and don't think that you're off the hook," he said.

"From what?" I asked, stupidly.

"Remember our deal that starts tomorrow?"

My jaw dropped. He couldn't be serious. I was in the hospital in a cast! How was I supposed to be at his every beck and call?

"I can't-"

Ryker's fingers glided across his cell phone's screen and Two-Strings music played. An off pitched voice sang along to them and I instantly knew it was me. Ryker was taunting me with my own video. The message was clear: if I didn't do what he said, then everyone would see the video. Xander and Finn hadn't even seen it yet. I've only told them about it.

"I bet you haven't thought about the thousands of followers I have. Not only will everyone from our school see the video, but so will all of my fans," he said deviously.

I hadn't thought about how many followers Ryker would have. A lot more people knew about his band than I had originally thought. This was bad.

"Fine," I huffed.

"Good," he looked at his phone screen and continued, "Also, it's past twelve which means it's Monday which also means your job officially starts now."

Crap. I had known it was late, but I hadn't known it was that late.

"Give me one of your pillows," he said.

I didn't say a word as I chucked the pillow at his head. He grabbed it and laid it on the chair behind him so he could lean against it.

"See, this is easy. You just do what I want without complaining."

"Yeah, that's easy for you to say. I'm practically biting my tongue to not complain. I'm only doing this so you don't post that video. It pains me to do anything for you after the way you treat me," I said.

Ryker leaned back and shut his eyes. He didn't talk for a while and I thought he had fallen asleep.

I laid back down in bed. I wanted him to leave, but that clearly wasn't an option. I turned on my side so my back was faced toward him. I didn't want to see him while I tried to fall asleep.

When I was just about to fall asleep, Ryker spoke.

"Break up with Finn."