We kept playing our little games for days, until it was finally time for me to get discharged. I was better.

My injury was almost gone, so it was time to leave. She didn't come in that day, and it made me wonder where exactly she was. If I knew the last day I would see her would be the day before, I would've never let her go.

What if she didn't pick my calls or respond to my texts, or even go into hiding? Too bad she can't run away from me. There's nowhere she can go that I won't find her.

She made a fucked up mistake by...