While she laid in the bed, her body trying to heal itself from the injuries sustained tonight, her mind had other things to deal with. Constantly, it worried about many things. Worried how her parents were even though she knew the two of them could care less about her. Still, she cared for them no matter how hard of a life she had living under their roof. It was a blessing in disguise when she received a full scholarship to a nearby college and she opted to live in the doors than to commute from her parent's place. Much better for her sanity, her mind thought.<br/><br/>Though her sanity with her parents after moving away helped, it seemed her mind had been warring with itself to figure out what she wanted in a relationship. Anna always went for the bad boys no matter if she knew beforehand these bad boys would give her the greatest heartache. If she sat down and thought about it, really thought about it, it had to do with the need to be wild and free with someone.<br/><br/>In her household, Anna had to grow up faster than she would have liked. While her father could be considered a nancy boy and her mother a raging bitch, she always tried to find someone who was the opposite of her father. The myth about a female dating someone who had the personality of their own father was wrong in this instance. Anna did not want a man who lost his courage and let themselves be walked all over. That was her father. Her mother was a bipolar mess and frightened her as a youngster when she went into her manic espisodes. Dishes were thrown. Expletives were flung at everyone who came near her. Most of the time, Anna locked herself in her room and hid in the closer, the music player on blast to drown out the shouting and the fighting between her parents.<br/><br/>Anna wanted a man who was not going to hand over his cajones because he was afraid to deal with the consequences. Maybe that was why she kept finding herself in situations were she dated abusive bad boys. The bad boys at least told her what was going on in her head but it also left her with doubts of her own. She knew she was not a tall, blond beauty. Sure, she was blonde and pixielike but she had her own attributes too. Anna was kind, forgiving, caring, honest, had someone's back and even played nurse when someone got sick. Maybe those same attributes got her into trouble when it came to declining things her boyfriends asked of her.<br/><br/>At least her two best friends, James and Ethan never asked things of her she was uncomfortable with giving. Sure, it was awkward at first to befriend them because she rarely hung out with males but kept to herself or hung out with a few close female friends in college. Anna knew she seen them around when she was younger but because of her parents constant fighting, she was enrolled in home schooling because both her parents found it a nuisance to stop their petulant fighting to drive their own child half a mile to her school. Even now, she rarely spoke to her parents but every other week she received rushed calls from either her mother or father wanting her to help them to squeeze the other parent for more money. It had been hard when her parents finally divorced in her second year of college and thought her mother and father used her as a pawn in their divorce proceedings, Ethan and James were there to give her support and a shoulder to lean on. Funny how these two were more like family than her own biological one.<br/><br/><em>"Honey...you look like hell."</em><br/><br/>Well, she felt more like hell than look it, she thought as she stirred a bit in the hospital bed. Her body ached in places she knew should not be aching. Her lips tingled in pain as if someone spread habenero sauce on open cuts and no one thought to give her a glass of milk to assauge the terrible pain. Though one eye felt as if it was not going to open worth a lick of salt, the other eye glanced who was in the room with her beneath Anna's lashes. Aww, her two favorite men in the whole wide world were here for her. Though it seemed the two were more ill than she was. Each looked drawn out and she hoped the two had not fretted too much about her. This happened all the time but she managed. These two knew if she could take care of herself even though her heart knew her better.<br/><br/><em>"You are through with him whether you like it or not."</em><br/><br/>She was her own woman. Granted a stupid female because she had let Jace into her life but how was she to know he would fly off the handle like he did tonight? Clearing her throat to bring their attentions to her form, she tried to give them a smile. Though it was hard to do so when her lips felt they might fall off if she spread her lips even an milimeter more than it should at the moment. "Jace might have left...," she faltered as she coughed but continued on, "but I doubt he will come back after what he did." Hopefully, her words would put these two at east. What she hated the most was worrying them but afterall, James and Ethan were her best friends.