when the song ended , dale kissed my cheek and put the guitar down again , leaning it against the night stand before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me back onto the bed . sometimes i wished i were the one always being taken care of and worried about for a change . his dad looked impressed as he glanced at scarlet , and his mother looked like she wanted to stab him . she tilted her head toward the angel . she scratched behind his ear with her long nails . 