Chapter 93

Chapter 93

It should be simple. So simple. Walking into the hospital. Seeing Oscar. Visiting him and hopefully lifting his spirits.

But she was scared Termfied in all actuality, of facing Oscar after Katrina held him on the ground. After she watched the ambulance cart him off and she was left behind with tears streaming down her face, and a hole punched through her abdomen. Now though, the stood outside the very hospital he was in, staring up at the imposing, glass building. Her eyes were wide, her jaw clenched impossibly, and her heart hammering heavily in her chest.

warm hand closing over hers, pulled her out of her worried trance. She flinched, looking over at Kylan.

Kylan Kylan, who had experienced death firsthand. Who had tried to bring his friend back to life. Who discovered his own mother's body, when it was already cold

He was here. He was with her

She whimpered, turning her body to hug him, to squeeze him. He held her, not an ounce of hesitation in his embrace.

I'm so sorry, Kylan. I'll be okay. I'm just.. I've never. This is all new to me," she admitted into the safety of his shoulder.

"I know" It was all Kylan needed to say, really. He did know. He would always know, "C'mon, I'm with you" He tenderly peeled she away from him. taking hold of her hand once more.

She wiped the tears from beneath her eyes as best she could, thankful beyond compare that Kylan was with her.

"I'm with you too. Kylan. I'm with you." she attempted to reassure her boyfriend, though her voice was timid and shaking

"I know you are," Kylan squeezed her hand, running his thumb over the back of her palm.

the hospital ignoring the sterile smell that filled her nose and set her on edge. She took the elevator together, holding onto

mouth was also terribly dry, and her hardly registering what she wanted them to

bag crinkled as she rounded the corner

So much more so than his usual pallor. His eyes were fixed on

him. She also knew that Oscar and Rylan had a long history, longer than her own

deep breath, rolling her shoulders

Steadfast for Kylan. He likely wouldn't admit to how bothered he was. and it

he's

gaze. She fought the urge to

nearly all emotion. She could

him with what she could only hope was reassurance. "I appreciate you being here with

much. I owe myself that much, okay?" Kylan moved

this was about himself, his own need, she wouldn't take that from him. She

inside.

her hand to knock,

bound by machines and cords, many

unsettling, but it was

was still Oscar. He was more concerned about her and her wellbeing, than anything else. He was apologetic about her being the one to help him after his fall, and

Chapter 93

worry about you. Oscar. Please," she pleaded with him for the third time, holding his hand

to Kylan. "T1l be fine. They said the treatments are working, they're just hard on the body," he

scoffed next to her and shook his head. "You're not coming back to work, old man. I already told you

look with hirm, and

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