He nodded once. “More specifically, your teammates sent us. They’d hoped we would pick you up and drive you here, but we weren’t able to find you, and we were delayed because we had to take safety measures first.”
Ahh, fair enough!
Not gonna lie, though, I really liked my idea of them being early because of Taylor’s/Sierra’s warning.
He looked towards the van. I realized he was talking about the removal of the glass.
Yeah, I figured.
Relief surged through me, and I felt tears welling up.
That relief proved short-lived.
What now?
“Our employer feels there’s very little you’ll be able to do with your father here, and quite a bit you could do elsewhere.
Oh fuck off, Coil.
He did say he understands if you want to prioritize your family.”
Sure, but did he also tell you to put that super passive-agressive emphasis on “employer”?
My eyes widened in understanding. Coil wanted me to attend to my territory, now, in this moment of crisis. “He wants me to leave my dad?”
While pretending it’s up to you, yes.
It might as well have been a rhetorical question. The paramedic didn’t respond. I felt my heart sink.
“We’ll give him the best care we can,” he said.
Thank you.
You seem like a good enough guy. It’s just your employer who’s a dick in sheep’s clothing. I hope you didn’t take too much flak from fans for the message he had you deliver.
I turned and climbed into the ambulance. My dad was gingerly dabbing at one of his eyes with a wet cloth. I was pretty sure he didn’t see me.
Time to dramatically put the mask back on?
I bent over him and kissed him on the corner of his forehead, in a spot where the blood didn’t cover his face.
Aw, that’s sweet.
Y’know, besides all the blood. That’s salty-sweet, and faintly metallic.
He snapped his head up to look at me. The white of one of his eyes had turned crimson, the green of his iris pale in the midst of it.
H’eye there.
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