Richard
Rich woke up with a groan, everything ached. His mind was totally silent, too silent for him.
Actually.
Wait.
Rich opened his eyes with a gasp, looking around at the hospital room, his eyes stopped on Jake. Seeing the fire in his eyes aroused Rich's memories and he felt like he was breathing in smoke once again, coughing helplessly.
Jake took a few steps towards Rich, much to the shorter boy's guilt and discomfort.
Rich looked away, "Jake...I'm really thorry...honethtly- I just nee-"
"What the fuck Richard!?"
(sorryNotSorryIhadTo)
-Jay
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