"You have no idea what's happening to me!" She screamed.
"Aspen please!" Harry raced after her as she stormed out of the hospital and into the cold air. "Just let them try! They're professionals, they know what they're doing," he grabbed her arm to keep her from turning away with an annoyed eye roll. "Please...if something is wrong just let them figure it out. If its not than it can't hurt to back it up."
She pursed her lips in a thin line as she huffed. Aspen was fighting back tears and searching for the right thing to say. Something that would counter his argument and stun him so much, she would have time to get away before he could bring her back.
"No..." she came up empty and forced out the only word she could manage.
"That's not an argument," he said quietly and pulled on her wrist. "C'mon, just let them run the tests."
"No! Harry nothing is wrong with me! I have epilepsy! I get seizures sometimes! Its normal!"
"ITS NOT NORMAL!" Harry had had it with her. It is not normal to have seizures out of the blue, on top of being anemic, light headed, and fainting. "You blacked out behind the wheel Aspen...you could've been killed."
She looked down at his feet. "I know...and I'm sorry-"
"You don't need to apologize, you need to get taken care of!"
"Shut up!" She squeezed her eyes closed and brushed a strand of her chocolate hair off of her forehead. Yelling hurt her head.
"Babe, are you ok?"
Was the ground supposed to be spinning? Her head hurt so bad!
But before she could tell Harry she was fine, Aspen collapsed on the ground convulsing.
