Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)

20: Bye Patience

If you would ask me what the word 'craziness' meant to me it would be pure atrocities, blood, and violence but that all changed when my world crashed with Sire and his friends. Craziness will be an understatement to describe Andrey and my perspective of him was supported when I was pestered out from my sleep by a high pitch voice that belonged to a boy.

"Oh my gosh Sam, look at his butt!" Andrey screamed and then cackled like an idiot.

Sam hushed him. "Don't be noisy Drey, Eros is resting."

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that I was in a hospital room. A nurse came rushing in with an annoyed face.

"Please refrain from making noise," she scolded.

Andrey stood up from the sofa that he was sitting on and faked a serious and pissed off face. "That wasn't us, it was from the other room. Please tell them to lower it down."

The nurse's expression turned into an apologetic one. "Oh, I'm sorry sir, I'll tell them." And with that, the nurse closed the door and not less than a minute did Andrey started to cackle like an idiot as he looked at something on his phone. Sam only sighed at him and then directed his gaze at me. When he discerned that I was already awake, he stood up from the sofa and walked towards me with a concerned yet happy expression.

"Eros, how do you feel?" He asked and then poured me a glass of water. He went to the edge of the bed and rotated a lever to raise my upper body a bit. Sam returned to my side and placed the rim of the glass against my lips and I slowly took a sip. I never thought that I would be so thirsty. My head was already pounding in pain.

"I feel like shit. What happened while I was out?" I asked, my voice was hoarse.

Sam placed the glass on top of the table beside my head. "They caught one of the men who beat you up. The other one escaped though."

My energy was suddenly boosted. "Really, where are they now?"

Sam bit his bottom lip, unsure if he would tell me or not. "Um..."

"Are they in the police station?" I inquired softly. There was something about Sam that just relaxed me whenever I talk to him.

Sam shook his head. "They aren't, Sire...well, kind of beaten him up really good that the guy is now confined here as well."

My eyes widened in worry and anxiety. Jesus, I was hoping that the guy will make it out alive not because I was concerned about his ass but because Sire will be behind bars if he died. "W-where's Sire?" I questioned him.

"Oh, he is sleeping in his dad's car. King had to punch him out of consciousness to stop him from killing the man."

I grabbed the glass of water beside me and guzzle what's left down my throat. I was going to give Sire a piece of my mind when I get better. I don't want him to destroy his life because of me.

"The doctor said that you can go home once you are awake."

Andrey came up behind Sam and took a picture of me. I so wanted to grab the phone from him and snap it into two. "This will go to Facebook, Instagram, and Tumblr," he cheered. I couldn't snap his head off since he saved my ass lately and if it wasn't for him, I would be in a coma by now so I'll spare this Moby dick the spear of wrath.

"You're Andrey right?"

He gave me an overdramatic salute. "The one and only!"

"Thanks for lately."

Andrey sat on the bed and looked at me with his cheerful face. "No worries, I just happened to pass by and thought that there was some orgy going on in the alley."