xli. help

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"Gwen," River whined as he turned onto his side, finding the digital clock on her bedside table reading one in the afternoon and her phone buzzing. Gwen moaned but made no effort to move for the device ringing. "Gwen, get the phone," he nudged her back but she didn't budge. "I'm going to kill you," he groaned and turned over, leaning across her for her phone to quiet it. Just as his fingers brushed the glass screen Gwen grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to meet her lips. She giggled against his lips as his eyes fluttered open to look at the screen.

"Rive," Gwen frowned when he pulled away from her but was silenced when he turned the phone around and showed her the screen with her dad's name on it. She let out a painful groan at the sight but took it from his fingers as he fell into the mattress next to her. "What?" She asked abruptly as she rested the phone on her ear.

"Gwen," Robert sighed. "I'll be in Providence this week. I know I said I wouldn't represent you in your court case but your mother has forced me to let go of my anger so I'd like to help you and your friend."

"What makes you think we even want your help?" She asked. "Do you have any idea how difficult it was for me to come home there, put down my pride and ask for your help? And you turned me down because I disappointed you. Well, guess what, dad? You disappoint me too and I don't want, nor need your help."

"Gwen," River growled. "Stop."

"Goodbye dad," Gwen growled before pulling the phone from her ear and ended the call, tossing the phone to the other side of the room. It hit the wall with a thud and crumbled to the ground.

"What was that?"

"My dad being an ass, as usual," she groaned and sat up. "He thinks he can just call me up after rejecting me the way he did. Just because he calls doesn't suddenly make it all better and if it's pity help, I don't want or need it."

"Did you ever think maybe he realized he was wrong?" He asked and wiggled his way to the end of the bed, resting his feet on the ground before standing and turning to her. "And it's fine that you think that you don't want his help but I do. I think you need it and you have to get over your high horse and just accept it."

"So you're on his side," Gwen's eyes widen. "After everything that he did to me?"

"No, Gwen, I am on your side," he shook his head and left the room just as Harry walked in to the apartment. "Hey, no luck with Indie again?"

"She's avoiding me," Harry sighed. "I haven't spoken to her in two weeks. Anytime I show up at her dorm, Tina tells me to leave. Every phone call goes straight to voicemail. She reads my texts but she won't answer them. She is even sneaking out of class before I can catch her."

"She's stubborn," River shook her head. "I'll talk to her."

"Don't," Harry argued and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass. "I want her to come to me on her own. I just want to understand what's going on. It's like some kind of switch turned in her."

"It's the way she is, Harry," River shrugged. "She does that. She gets scared or mad and she runs. She ran from Hunter. She ran from Tina and now she's running from you. It's how she functions."

"She doesn't run from you," Harry pointed out as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

"Because I'm her go to. We all need someone to turn to and I'm that for her," River tried to explain. "I don't really understand it either. She gets mad at me but I'm the person that puts her in her place when she needs it. I'm her safety blanket, I guess."

"She does know I'm not going anywhere, right? I'm not going to run just because she's scared," he argued. "I'm not going to take off just because she's hiding her fears from me."

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