"You can explain yourself later." Right about now, Veronica thinks she could choke him herself, given half a reason. She wants at least to pick up a pillow and hit him with it, not because she wants to hurt him, but because she needs to do something. It's like a burning in her veins, the need to move, to do. She's never been good at standing around and waiting.
She's breathing too fast, jaw aching from clenching it too hard, as she sits on the edge of his bed. This close, she could reach for his hand. She wants to. Instead she curls her fingers in the sheet tight. "For now, though, no. For now, you do whatever the doctor says."
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Date: 2015-03-07 11:10 am (UTC)She's breathing too fast, jaw aching from clenching it too hard, as she sits on the edge of his bed. This close, she could reach for his hand. She wants to. Instead she curls her fingers in the sheet tight. "For now, though, no. For now, you do whatever the doctor says."