C68 Chapter Sixty Eight
Eric
My heavy eyelids slowly flickered open, only to drink in the darkness that surrounded me. Was I even awake?
The lights on the monitor reflected off the metal bed frame and I finally realized where I was and what had occurred. So I was alive. I had survived.
I groaned, my muscles stiffening when I tried to move. Shit, I had been shot in the chest, and it hurt like a bitch. I rubbed my face