Three weeks ago.

Micheal Aftons pov

I woke up to loud noises from upstairs.
I jumped out of bed and crept up the stairs.
I saw blood on the floor.
Then He walked up.
It was Bryan. But......

"Bryan, what happened to you!" I screamed.
"I need some assistant, could you get these bullets out of me?" Bryan said, still limping.
"Bryan i'm a mechanic, NOT a doctor!" I screamed at the bleeding man.
" GET THEM OUT OF ME!" He shouted.
I grabbed him and carried him down to my work table.

Three hours later.
I just finished removing all 28 bullets from bryans chest and arms.
"So, you're dead?" I asked bryan, who was now sitting up.
"Yeah, been for a couple of weeks now." Bryan said, looking down.
"How? And why didn't you go to a hospital?" I asked. Why did he come to me out of all places?
Bryan looked at me. His brown eyes had bags under them.
"If I did know, I couldn't tell you, and I can't go to a hospital because when a doctor tries to check my pulse or a nurse tries to draw blood, I'd be quarantined."
He's right. I checked his pulse when he passed out for five minutes.
His pulse was five beats a minute.
I thought he was dead. But here he is alive and not well.
Then I heard.
"Micheal, why is there blood in the freezer!?" I heard Jon and Davis shout. In fear.
"Im down here!" I shouted upstairs.
They both came downstairs.
And they saw bryan.
"Oh, Jesus!" Jon shouted but Davis just.....
He passed out.

After explaining to Jon and Davis when he regained conciseness.
They both just sat on my couch, frozen in shock.
"How long? How long before we're you going to tell me?" Jon asked Bryan, who was looking scared.
"I wasn't planning to tell you because I was scared of how you would react." Bryan said, looking Jon in his blue eyes.
"Well, I get it, but I'll need some time to accept this," Jon said, getting up from the couch and walking upstairs.
Davis just stared at us with his eye less face.
"Go home, Davis." I said, annoyed.
Davis got off the couch and left.
Bryan left after him.
After telling me that he'd come and see me when something like that happens again.