I didn’t have any sympathy; the stupid fucker should have seen the danger ahead. A bit like me, really. Leah sat beside me, staring at her own drink. Sophia’s brother, Dave, sat in a chair opposite us. I was saddened by the fact that he had come alone, his and Sophia’s parents nowhere to be found. Dave had tried to make a lame excuse that they were busy but in reality I knew they weren’t arsed that their only daughter was at death’s door. Their crack habit was more important, once again, than Sophia. Kris sat in the corner chair of the waiting room, where he had been snoozing for the last three hours. His long legs were straight out in front of him, crossed at the ankles with his chin on his chest and his arms folded. After he had picked me up from the floor following Jake’s arrest, Kris had planted me in the front seat of his car where I sat in a silent daze before he’d pulled up in front of the hospital. I’d climbed from the car and somehow managed to drag myself inside and find a nurse who had escorted me into the waiting room where Leah and Dave were waiting for news on Sophia’s condition.
