A clap on my shoulder. "You look like shit."

"Fuck you, Jake." I tug at my hair. "What time is it?"

"Just after four," he replies, lifting his chin toward Bella. "Any changes?"

"Same as yesterday." She's off life support but still in a coma. "They've taken her off the hard drugs, so it's all up to her now."

"Damn, man." He blinks back tears. "I'm so fucking sorry, dude."

"Don't fucking say that," I snap at my brother, jumping to my feet. "Don't you say that shit. She's going to be fine!"

"For your sake, I hope she is."


Tmr :)