True Colors

The car stopped in front of them and Kenzie's heart was in her mouth when she saw the familiar car.

"Daryl…" she whispered in panic. She felt that all her efforts would go in vain if Daryl saw her with another man and it would be worse if that man was his stepbrother. She wanted to explain herself but she did not know how to put everything in a nice way.

Harry was standing behind her holding onto the wheelchair firmly. His jaw clenched when he saw Daryl step out of the car.

"Why are you here?" Daryl asked with lifted eyebrows while looking at Harry. Then his eyes went to his hands grabbing the handle of Kenzie's wheelchair.

"What happened to you? I couldn't reach your phone." Daryl asked.

"My phone broke when I tripped and fell while we were talking. I think I have sprained my leg," Kenzie explained with an awkward smile.

"I will bring her to the hospital," Harry interrupted in his calm voice.

"And who are you to do that?" Daryl snapped.