I don't think I was thinking when I ran.
I didnt think of the consequences of mu actions.
I just ran and ran and when I was out of breath, I didn't stop.
I reached my car and jumped in, shoving the key in the hole and bringing the engine to life.
The car roared and sprung forward, my feet pressing on the gas pedal with as much force as possible, ignorant to the obvious cameras hung by the traffic signs.
I reached the usually fifteen minutes ride to the hospital in less than ten minutes and parked the car carelessly to the side.
My feet did all the thinking for me. With every step I grew closer and closer until I slammed into the Service area.
"Blade Russell," I choked out, breathlessly.
"Family visitors on-"
"I'm his sister!" I interrupted.
She raised her eyebrows at me," Seco
