Chapter 5

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I walked all the way to the bus stop, all the while aware that they were following me.

I still hadn't spoken since my admittance into the hospital but these two were really testing my patience. Why did they care now all of a sudden? Because I'd tried to kill myself? It was hypocritical and I wasn't going to stand for it.

I turned back at them and scowled, signaling with my hands to "shoo".

Harry came forward towards me and I rolled my eyes, looking at the cement sidewalk.

"We're not leaving you, let me take you back to the car and I'll drive you home." I looked at him 

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