Connecting with the Chosen

"Ry, you okay man? I thought I heard you scream?" Standing by the door, Matthew asked on noticing the horrified look on the other man's face.

Ryan blinked his eyes repeatedly as he tried to get a hang of himself. 'It's not him,' he mentally told himself as a way to calm down. It did work and the next minute, he looked more relaxed than before.

"Sorry man," he said, "I just... I just... Never mind," He began pushing himself up from the bed in an attempt to get his legs out of the sheet. A groan escaped his lips as he felt a pain in his head, cutting short his attempt to sit by the side.

"Easy there," Matthew was already beside him, holding onto his shoulders to enable him sit appropriately. "It should be the impact of the slump. You know your head made first contact with the ground,"

"Thank you," He stated sincerely while making an attempt to touch the bandage wrapped around his head. "Is it that bad?"