Re: Hospital: Sam & Loren
[She watched him pull that chair up, lazy and slow tracking eyes with pupils that were still pins and points of black in a sea of red-rimmed blue.] Yeah. I was supposed to meet him, but I chickened the fuck out. I fucked up. [Her eyes welled up, and she dragged the back of her hands against them, bruised skin coming away wet.] I fucked up, yeah? Lou would be safe. Everyone would be fucking safe if I just did what he wanted, but I chickened out. [Agitated, and she twisted the white blankets at her hips. Twist, twist, until the white was in a fucking curl that was unforgiving in her palm.]
I fucked up. [Repetition, and she looked at the hand on the rail. She let go of the white, after staring at his fingers for a while and deciding with the slow lethargy of meds and a really rough fucking night. She touched her fingers to the back of his hand, like it was proof or something, and her fingers shook against his skin.]
He'll come eventually. He won't fucking give up. He'll kill Lou, and he'll come eventually. He'll laugh, and he'll say the shit from before, yeah? [She looked up at him.] Right? I wanted to just be done. I did, but fucking Neil came. If I was done, this shit would be over, Loren.