 Rega
It has been a week since Harley’s accident, he was released from the hospital the day after, and since then, my life has been a living nightmare. I can’t get a moment of peace since he’s arrived home. As soon as I pick up a book, his annoying girlfriend finds a reason to bother me and reminds me that he is now her boyfriend.
Knock
Knock
Knock
I release an exasperated sigh as the knocking continues on my door. I climb out of bed, annoyed, with the book I’m reading still in my hand. Then, without looking up from my book, I pull the door open.
“Maria, my boyfriend would like to take a shower. He needs his shower chair.” I know this bimbo knows my name and where the chair is stored. So why do I need to get it? I roll my eyes and continue reading, ignoring her.
“Maria, did you hear me? He needs his….” I grunt and push past her to the hall closet and grab the chair and shove it towards h

 "Of course," I replied. I walked to my closet, grabbed a pair of jeans and put it on, then grabbed my wallet and car keys and hurried to the supermarket. I took everything I needed and ten pints of ice cream as my break-up repertoire. I started listening to it before going to bed. I have been listening to sad songs to soothe myself to sleep, especially since Chole started to sleep. I have never heard of them doing anything, but my imaChansonation is often crazy at night. The salesperson looked at the ice cream and me.
"Are these all yours?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied, and handed her my business card. I don't "know why she," asked the trumpet. I'm sure she saw me wearing them all on my belt. Once my order is processed, I jump in the car and go home. Tron pulled behind me and I'm unloading groceries from my car.
"Hey, baby." He kissed my lips and greeted me, then snatched the bag from my

 We arrived at the hospital in twenty minutes. After finding out what building he was in, I immediately rushed to the elevator, my heart threatened to beat my chest, and I looked forward to that moment I'll see him again. However, once we reached the floor, I slowed down. Is he serious except for his leg injury? Is he in pain? The thought of him being hurt makes my heart hurt.
"He "it's okay," Tron said because he needs my hand. When we walked to his room, I nodded. As we approached, I heard Charles yelling. 
"This is irresponsible, Harley. They found an empty bottle of Scotch in your front seat. I'm so disappointed in you!" he shouted as we approached the door. Harley drank? I only lived with him for three weeks, but I've never seen him drink. So why should he risk drinking while driving?
"Dad, I" I'm sorry, I pour most about my hands. I only have the last one. I'm not drunk. They checked my blood alcohol level," Harley replied; his voice made my heart beat faster. I want to rush in and hug him now but now is not the right time. 
"If you weren't drunk, why did your car get tangled up? Why are we in the hospital?" Charles screamed. I can say that he is very angry.
"Charles, dear, please calm down. Harley is usually responsible. This is an accident. He has never done anything like this before," Mom said, hoping to calm Charles down.
"It only takes a time, and then I'm burying my son," Charles shouted, but the second half of the sentence in his voice was like sobbing. He rushed out of the room and passed by me, and my mother followed behind. When she saw me, she stopped and pulled me into a hug.
"I'm glad you are here again. Thank you, Tron." She nodded to him, then turned to look at me. "He" doesn't matter, it's just a bit old. See him. I will try to calm his father down. "When she hugged me again, I nodded. She backed away and walked toward the corridor. I took a deep breath, and then slowly entered the room. Zen was lying on the bed, looking out the window. He glanced at my way, But I didn’t press'Nubi to look happy to see me.
"What is he doing here?" He muttered to himself when I approached his bed. I looked back at Tron, who was standing at the door.
"Ah, he drove me." Harley frowned, then turned to look out the window.
"Daniel, can you wait for me outside?" I turned to him and asked. He gave me a small smile.
"Of course, I'm glad you're determined, Z.," he said and left quickly. As soon as he left, Harley narrowed his eyes.
"How are you?"
"As you care about," he sneered. What does he mean by saying I don't care that he almost died? Is he serious?
" Harley, how can you— " I started when I noticed the bruise on his head. It must have hurt; when I reached out to touch it, I thought. 
"Don't fucking touch me." "His voice was loud, making me jump up and pull my hands away.
"Harley."
"You should leave with your boyfriend. I don't need your mercy." His eyes and his voice are full of so much venom. I won't recognize him.
"You want us to be friends, but I don't want to. I don't think of you as my sister. We should just pretend that the other doesn't exist. This should be easy for you." What? simple? Is it easy for me to ignore him? When he walked into the room, every hair on my body stood up. When a simple touch makes my soul burn. No, why does he think so? He didn't mean that; he "just hurt because I showed up here Tron. If I tell him I love him, everything will be fine.
"I can't ignore you, because I'm a labor... " 
"Baby! Baby! How are you?" Chole's sharp voice interrupted my confession. She ran to the bed, put her arms around him, and kissed him. I clenched my fists, an urge to turn her face into a sandbag. Who the hell is this bitch? When I watched her desperate behavior, I felt very strange.
"Chole, why are you here?" I asked, very annoyed. She turned to me, tilted her sunglasses slightly, and rolled her eyes at me.
"I called her. She is my girlfriend," Harley replied. His confession upset me. My girlfriend, when did it happen? He liked me three days ago, but let her be his girlfriend? How dare he be angry because I showed up with Tron? I don't want to believe that his feelings will change so easily, but then I remember that I was probably the taste of that week. Chole is the one he has always been with him, and he will always return to him. When she kissed him again, I felt tears streaming down my face. 
"I'll go outside and wait," I said, before quickly making a quick escape from the room. My heart feels like ' S IN because I walk in the corridor to put it. I must get out of here because I need some air. 
"Is everything all right?" Tron asked, running up to me, but I avoided him. The embankment of my tears is about to burst. Anyway, I think Tron, I don't "do not want him to comfort me when I" m crying to another man.
"I" want to go to the bathroom. "My words were a little choked, and tears started to flow. I hurried to the bathroom on the corner, rushed into the cubicle, and started sobbing. The waves of pain flowed through me. What if this? I want us to fall in love with others, but I stupidly fell in love with him. When I continued to cry, the emptiness filled me. A part of me was gone. My heart, I left it in Harley's back "hospital room."


Rega
It has been a week since Harley’s accident, he was released from the hospital the day after, and since then, my life has been a living nightmare. I can’t get a moment of peace since he’s arrived home. As soon as I pick up a book, his annoying girlfriend finds a reason to bother me and reminds me that he is now her boyfriend.
Knock
Knock
Knock
I release an exasperated sigh as the knocking continues on my door. I climb out of bed, annoyed, with the book I’m reading still in my hand. Then, without looking up from my book, I pull the door open.
“Maria, my boyfriend would like to take a shower. He needs his shower chair.” I know this bimbo knows my name and where the chair is stored. So why do I need to get it? I roll my eyes and continue reading, ignoring her.
“Maria, did you hear me? He needs his….” I grunt and push past her to the hall closet and grab the chair and shove it towards her.
“Oh no, you need to open it.” She looks at it, confused.
“Figure it out,” I tell her as I walk ba

Chapter 20