Chapter38:

“You are such an idiot… didn’t I tell you to stop racing? Why do you always do such stupidly shitty things? Gangs now too? What the fuck, Dane?” Tears mist my eyes, and my throat constricts. My words are harsh, but my heart is bleeding that he could get jumped and be beaten like this. Genuine fear at what he's gotten himself into makes me feel like I’m being strangled with intense anxiety. “Good old Kayla, with her sympathy. Yeah, sure….know it all... You told me so…. Happy?” He snorts, pushes off the jam, and shoves past me to pull the nearest seat to sit on. He clicks on the lamp beside him and slides down into the chair, looking like he might pass out. I can sense how desperate he is to rest, but he is also on alert because he’s scared of being here and being caught. “Did you really see a doctor?” I soften and crouch down at his knees, gazing at him with real concern. All fight and fire dissipate when seeing him this way. “Yes.” He heaves a sigh; this time, I believe him with how he