CHAPTER 28
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C.A.Y.D.E.N
Finally, we'd arrived at the hospital. Fitz had woke me up and now here I was... sitting in his truck... in the parking garage... because I was such a coward; scared shìtless to even get out of the truck and bring myself to walk into the damn hospital.
Also, I was tired, gross, and very parched and famished. So, quite frankly, I was a mess. Though it was never my intention to freak out, I just couldn't help it. This hospital had only brought me bad news over my very short life on this Earth. Nothing good had ever come out of it. Unless you count the fact that I was born here, there was absolutely no good news had ever come from this hospital for me whatsoever.
Good thing I was a pretty darn good actor. So far I was able to mask my insecurities and nervousness; because for all I knew Fitz, Sean, and Tyler were only standing around outside of the truck trying to get rid of the stillness wrecked on their bodies due to having sat down in the truck for a couple of hours since we had left the school compound. Not of pity. Nothing.
After schooling my feelings, I opened the door and jumped out of the truck. I only heard some inaudible whispers before the truck beeped, signaling that Fitz had locked all the doors once I had closed mine.
"You ready?" Fitz asked, his tone cautious.
I looked up at him, exhaled a deep breath, and forced a smile. "As ready as I'll ever be." Just like that, all the four of us walked out of the parking garage and made our way towards the hospital.
All through the very short distance my brain was going a hundred miles a second. I had so many thoughts churning inside of me that I had no way to sort and filter them as fast as they came out. However, the few thoughts I could clearly gather were such that what if my being here only brought bad omens to Mrs. Kent? What if my being here only made Mr. Kent and Clarkie more furious than they already were? And, what if when I got in there I'd be confronted the worst news I didn't even want?
Somehow, my gait instantly halted. I knew I was staring at the main entrance's revolving door. I could just leave right here right now and return to school. No harm, no foul. No stones unturned. Therefore, curiosity wouldn't have killed the cat.
In addition, I also felt it in my guts that this was a mistake to begin with. Who was I to force my presence into the Kents right now? I was not their family member. I was just a nobody, and a nosey one at that. I knew I shouldn't bother them. They already had a tougher time as it was. My being here was nothing but an unwanted distraction. Moreover, maybe they'd already thought that I was already a bad luck or bad omen so much so that that was the reason why Mr. Kent didn't want me to leave school and be here with him and his son. He wasn't wrong there. Even I believed it. Maybe, just maybe, that when Mr. Kent had told me not to come that that was his polite way of telling me not to even bother coming to the hospital at all.
Yeah. I didn't make much sense either.
Then, I finally felt it in my heart and in my gut. My gut's instinct had never steered me wrong. I had made a mistake coming here. I wasn't wanted. I was never needed. This was a family time for Mr. Kent and Clarkie, and I had intruded in their family's difficult time. So, it's settled. I just needed to turn around and get back into the truck and get Fitz to take us all back to the school.
I immediately got pulled out of my stupor when a hand squeezed my shoulder. "Cayden? What's up?" Fitz asked, his brows furrowed.
I shook my head. "It's nothing. I just need a minute, okay?"
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