MasukDr. Patel drove without speaking for the first few minutes, and Rory was truly grateful for it. He didn’t want to speak for now. He was grateful for the time and the darkness. But soon it would come to daylight, but he wouldn’t be in the hospital.Now, it was time to think about whether he should go home or not. Going home, there was a fifty-fifty percent chance that Harvey was home, and if he was coming back before the end of the week… Harvey might actually kill him.The car didn’t have air conditioning, and Dr. Patel had the windows open for fresh air.The outside was slightly dark, but the sky was slowly getting brighter by the second. And they were slowly getting to the main city. Shopfronts with their shutters down. People are going on a walk or jog with their pet dog.Rory sat up, hands pressed on the side of his door underneath his jaw. He watched it all with a hint of exhaustion. He brushed through his red hair, mentally praying for her help or grace that Harvey isn’t going to
The morning air hit Rory’s skin, causing him to shiver. It was refreshing. Everything was nice this morning. Well, if you remove the mental chaos and breakdown that he was having that morning, it was nice.The weather was cool; the sun had not yet fully rising to the sky. And also the park was oddly full. Did that mean all staffs of the hospital that a car?Weird.But it wasn’t his concern. He was just happy things were going fine and he would be home.Harvey.He let out a quiet groan as he clenched his hands over his tummy. He didn’t want to go home, hopefully the car ride would give him some time to think and plan his next monument.Of course, by now, Harvey would have suspected his disappearance and would be doing something about it.He only hopes he is faster than him, in some way or form.Dr. Patel’s car was a dark blue sedan, third row, and she was actively pulling her car keys from her bag.Smart woman.Rory followed behind, with Dr. Martin just adjacent to him. Dr. Patel was a
Rory flinched at the sound of Dr. Patel’s voice. He wanted to abort the plan. Sit in the hospital and do nothing. It wasn’t like he had anything to do at home. He was almost done with his projects from school, and school doesn’t still open for three to four months.He sat on the floor, trying to collect himself. Rory thought about it for a second and decided against it. Dr. Patel already arranged everything for him at a very short notice. He bit his lips, trembling in fear.There was a huge possibility of him coming back here tomorrow if Harvey was at home. But he didn’t have the mind to go back on his words, even after he thanked her for helping him.He liked Dr. Patel; she was observant and ready to help him.Rory shook his head. He was going to go along with it. The difference between the night of the event and now would be broad daylight. He could run away and possibly hide with his dealer.He would probably have to pay from what little money he had left to stay, but it would be m
Even though Dr. Patel had said six am, Rory couldn’t bring himself to sleep past four. And by four thirty, he was awake and pacing the room. Having half the mind to run out and have Dr. Patel take him out.He held himself and just passed the room. He suddenly felt uncomfortable in the room as he remembered that Harvey had bugged it. He shivered, wondering how long he had been watching him.Dress, undress, naked, fresh out of the shower. He immediately crumbled to the ground and squeezed himself, making himself smaller to hide his anxiety. Rory didn’t like this continuous feeling of being overshadowed and controlled by Harvey.The need to break from him gnawed at his chest, forcing him into a deep spiral. Would he ever?He barely had money in his account. All he had was the leftover pocket money his stepfather had given to him for school, and it might even be smaller after all; he bought the aphrodisiac he used on his father out of pocket.He wondered how much he had in his account and
Dr. Patel massaged his body, and Rory stared at the ceiling. “It looks like you are better now.”“Really?” He asked, sitting up straight; he voluntarily cracked his body, and he nodded as he felt little to no pain. The ones he could feel were something he could bear without even noticing.Though there was still a bit of discoloration in his body, it slowly faded away by the week’s end.He didn’t want to stay here again. Not because he had a problem with the hospital and the people but because if he stayed and left by the end of the week, he debated if he would be able to leave by himself or Harvey would come get him.The latter option of Harvey was not something he was willing to let happen, and it would only ruin his plan of waiting to run away. So he prayed he would be able to leave before that day.“So I can leave tomorrow?” Rory asked, excitedly. Dr. Patel blinked as she looked away to the clock.“If you leave, we won’t pay you the balance of your stay. Like I said, your brother p
Rory sighed as he stared at the blonde nurse in front of him. He had grown accustomed to her annoying presence. All she did was come in and complain.She always complained about something. Always had one thing or the other to complain about.If it weren’t Harvey and Amelia, it would be the annoying hospital and the patient or, better yet, Martha. Carol always had something or someone to complain about. She was like a crazy-obsessed psycho for Harvey, and Rory didn’t know if he should ignore it or be concerned about it.She would go into graphic details as to how much she wanted Amelia out of the way and Harvey to herself. Then it would change to how undeserving of the thing Amelia has.Her life in general.It majorly seemed like she hated Amelia because she was Amelia. Even going as far as saying she wished she could change her name to Amelia too; after all, not one person could claim ownership of a name.That one creeped him out, and if she were ever asking for his opinion—which he d







