It's Complicated

Chapter 9|BRETT

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I groaned in annoyance when I heard mom's voice which was so noisy the first thing in the morning.

But something's wrong. I kinda feel. . . sore. I never felt that sore on my entire life!

"Brett! Are you still alive?"

I opened my eyes and saw Bryan and I had the urge to smack his face for having an affair with my fvcking mate.

"What do you think?" I said and then I realized I wasn't in my room. And mom and dad were also there. "What the hell?" I sat instantly but I found myself laying back down on the bed because my body was aching everywhere making me feel so confused.

"You were knocked out by someone and when you fell unconscious, he still attacked you as if he really hate you so much." Dad said and I groaned.

"He is one of us." Mom said. "Jefferson Downs. Do you know him?"

Of course, I know him!

"Yes." I nodded.

He was one of the guys that I messed with and he was the worst because he started acting as if we're together and I kept him pushing away of course. He was starting to pester me and even act friendly with my friends.

"What did you do this time to deserve that?" Mom said and I sighed.

"Nothing. He just takes things too seriously." I said and mom was about to yell at me when the door swung open and Zach the great went inside making mom sucked her words back inside her throat.

"Jefferson Downs is dead." He announced and I heard mom gasped. "A walking dead, I mean. He was a fvcking traitor!" He said and looked at my mom. "Hello, Mrs. Schnetzer." Since dad went out.

"How's alp—"

"Stop worrying at someone else."

"Well, we all know that he's not just someone else!"

"And before you worry about dad, worry about yourself first." Zach lifts the hem of my shirt and I was more than surprised to see what my body looked like.

It was as if someone who really hated me so much did it. My skin was torn and sliced like claw marks and it still looked fresh. I can almost see my insides!

"You're not healing at all." Zach said. "In fact, it's getting worst." He brought my shirt down. "Believe me, no one can only cure that except. . . for you mate." He said and I stared at him.

Chad.

But it's impossible. So, I think I'm going to die.

I looked at Bryan when he went out of the room and then to Zach who clicked his tongue and shook his head no making me roll my eyes.

"You're a dead meat." He said and I reached for the blanket. I felt tired and I just wanted to sleep. Maybe everything was just a dream.

**

It was getting worst indeed. I can't sleep and it felt so uncomfortable.

"Your dad already called Isen." Mom said making me groan.

"Just tell them to kill me." I grunted.

"Yeah? You want me to stick my hand all the way inside your wound!?" Mom glared at me and I scrunched my face.

"Ouch. That fvcking hurts!" I said.

"Where's Bryan anyway?" Mom said and Zach went inside the room with Isen and his son, Kyle, as his assistant.

"We're going to give him a shot of pain reliever and sedative." Isen said as Kyle held him a tray.

Zach offered to stay with me for the day and let my mom and dad rest. And I can feel the shots were already working slowly.

"Gwen and Todd were here." I said. "They were looking for you."

"Yeah. We met." He said and silence. "I'll help." I heard him said suddenly.

"Help what?"

"Help kill that Jefferson." He patted my forehead and I wanted to punch him for bullying a patient but I can't. My body felt light and I'm so sleepy.

"No." I said. "No one's killing who. I'm gonna talk to him."

"And get beaten again?"

"How dare you. I'm not that weak!"

"Well, you are now."

I looked at him and he was wearing that cocky face.

"He's in the basement." He said. "And you should rest. I heard you haven't slept last night."

"It's just that I can't sleep at all." I said and Zach nodded.

"Just sleep."