FORTY TWO

Our lunch date ended up here at the hospital. I got a call from Ayle saying Bryan and her got into an accident. They bumped onto an old woman and her kid. They said it was just a minor accident. But by the way Ayle frantically asks me to come to the hospital, how the fuck could I believe it?

As the elevator’s door dinged and the metal doors slid open, I can easily spot both of them sitting in front of a room numbered 301.

“Are you drunk driving or what?” I said curtly as we approached them.

“They appeared out of nowhere and we-”

I glared at Ayle to shut her up. And she did. I turned to Bryan who exhale a quite deep sigh before answering me. “It’s my fault, I didn’t see them coming.”

I was about to let out another reply, but Rosie slightly pulls my wrist. She nudged her head towards the doctor who just came out of the room.

“It’s just a minor injury. Their wounds have been trea