LIAM
"He needs the help, you are doing the right thing."
Why does it feel like I am betraying him then?
"He is going to be okay, we are not leaving him. You aren't leaving him," Travis goes on as he holds me off from running inside the room and yanking the doctors who are pressing my rain down like an animal.
'They are hurting him! I shouldn't have brought him here!"
"They are helping him, see?" Travis makes me look at the now calm rain. They have injected him with something that has made him sleep again.
How is this helping him if they keep drugging him?
"He needs it, you know it too. He almost died," day holds my hand as he helps me sit down. They are both holding me as if I am going to bolt and kill everyone and take rain with me.
They aren't far off.