After all the tests and examinations I take a sigh of relief. Luckily I did not end up with a concussion or anything bad. My mom looks at me and asks, "Do you want me to bring your or would you like Roman to bring you to the station? I know it has been a long and exhausting day, but you should get your story out as soon as possible."
"I will let you get back to work and I will have Roman bring me. He is also a witness so they may want to talk to him." I say.
"Okay sweetie." She says as she hugs me.
As Roman and I walk to the car he puts his arm around me and asks, "How are you holding up?"
"I'm barely surviving. I want to go home and curl up in a ball and sleep. I don't want to go but I need too. My body just wants to sleep and heal. This is a lot."
He stops walking and wraps his ar
