My eyelids felt heavy as I struggled to open them. I remembered falling on the ground, but the softness I felt beneath me told a different story. I was no longer outside?

Opening my eyes, the lights struck my sight first. Did I faint?

I blinked hard until the shapes began to take form.

I was in a hospital bed.

My heart skipped a beat. I tried to move, but a dull ache spread through my limbs. Then my eyes caught what looked like tattoos on arms before they saw his full frame- Zayne. He was ...