"Is Dex being a dick?"
Serena wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and shook her head. "No, Gav. He's not."
"Yes he is. He just walked away from a bleeding girl calling his name."
She hiccuped at that.
Gav stood, sliding one arm under hers, and lifted her like she was made of tissue paper without comment, which was the kindest thing he'd done all day.
She leaned into him harder than she meant to. Her forehead pressed against his shoulder and stayed there for three seconds before she caught herself and straightened. Gav pretended he didn't notice.
"Let's get you back into your natural habitat."
"What's that supposed to mean?" she clipped, more sharply than intended.
Gav let out a laugh. "Irritated you is the best version of you."
The I.V. stand was on its side. The bag had split. Blood pooled across the stone floor, dark and spreading. Their blood. Dex's and Fin's. She stared at it and her chest caved.
