#Chapter39
Lucy POV
/"Lucy?/" Tyson asks as I close the bathroom door. I couldn’t wait to get away from there. I was the reminder, the pain that broke my mother and in turn broke myself. I Couldn't stand the guilt on her face, I couldn't stand the guilt I felt towards her. Knowing everyone knew I was to blame sucked. I hated that they all hid it from me, if I had known I never would have come home at all.
/"I’m fine Tyson, I just want to shower and go to bed/" I tell him. Ace had been silent all night since we left. No one knew what to say or think, what do you say when you know you are the reason someone is so mentally unstable they literally had to kill off a piece of themselves. Sorry doesn’t seem like a good enough word.
