𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 3| 𝗡𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲.

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𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

I woke up.

What is going on?

White.

So much bright white light.

I closed my eyes.

All of a sudden I felt hell like pain all over.

What happened?

How am I hurting so much?

I opened my eyes, looking at myself.

God, I had bruises all over...

I don't remember anything...

I suddenly tasted a weird taste in my mouth.

Blood?

The pain grew when I moved so I lay there, not moving a bit.

It even hurt when I breathed.

"Alec!" A voice called.

"F-funneh...?" I croaked out.

I couldn't say anymore because my mouth felt bruised.

I heard the person let out a sob.

"No Alec! It's me Aly!" She cried, sobbing harder.

"Sis... D-don't cry..." I tried to comfort her.

The pain was only growing when I talked.

"Ah, Mr Hale. I see you are awake. Please refrain from moving as that will cause you even more pain." A voice said.

"Do what the nurse says Alec." Aly pleaded.

"Thank you Miss Hale, you are welcome to leave now." The nurse nodded.

"But I want to know if he's okay, he's my brother after all!" She protested.

The nurse shook her head.

"You have classes now. It is very sweet that you want to be here for your brother's recovery but you need to get to class." She smiled lightly, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Aly looked at me and she nodded, wiping away a tear as she kissed my forehead and left the room.

The nurse turned to me and got some tools out.

She used one of those strange hammers doctors have on my joints.

I shrieked in pain.

Her eyes widened.

She looked up at me with a worried look.

I badly wanted to ask her what was wrong but I couldn't.

She made a call on her phone.

"Yes... Name Alec Hale... Broken... Knee... Foot... Shoulder... Fight... Half an hour..."

She finished her call and turned to me.

"The fight this morning resulted in you having several broken bones... At least from what I can tell they are. I've phoned the hospital for an emergency xray and examination." She explained, her voice low and sympathetic.

What fight?

I don't remember anything...

Oh.

Now I remember.

Broken bones, huh?

That beat up must've lasted longer than I thought then.

The door slammed open.

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