lorens point of view:
i felt a lump in my throat, i couldn't speak.
"oh sweetie!" harveys' mom frowned as she saw me, i probably looked like i belonged on the walking dead at this point.
she looked at my mom when i didn't say anything back, "since you called she hasn't really said much, she thinks it's her fault," she said attempting to whisper, but failing miserably.
"it is my fault," i spat, "im sorry i shouldn't be here," i said letting my feet do the talking, taking me right out of the hospital.
i didn't care where i was going, i know harvey is safe, that's all that matter. throwback to my track days because im going to be running for awhile.
