Part 26 : Christopher's past

I went back to the hospital to visit him and to check his condition, my heart was aching with the sight that I was looking at in front of me. He looked so weak and the bruises covering his handsome face was very depressing to me.

He was dealing with all these pain, physical pain and I couldn't bear to watch it but how can one still look good with all these bruises. His leg and his arm are plastered with weird white cloth thingy wrapped around them. He was sleeping soundly, the doctor told me a while ago when I arrived that he was awake early in the morning but he had a bad headache.

Juan and his friends were outside, I supposed they were having a conversation about Christopher which I didn't want to interrupt. As a matter of fact, they arrived earlier than me.

I took a sit on the chair next to his bed.

My phone rang so I picked it up and I lowered my voice as best as I can so that Chris couldn't hear me because he was sleeping.