Fallen trust

CHAPTER 1: ESCAPE

Theros's POV-
Shit! Ive gotta run away quickly!! I run as fast as i can while some men were chasing me.

"Dont run away you son of bitch!", a man shouted as he was chasing me. I have to find a safe spot, these alleyways might make them lose track easier. I make a quick turn to the right. But as soon as i turn i was faced by a large group of mysterious men.I ran towards the other direction but all I could feel behind me was the cold concrete.

"Heh you thought you could escape huh?", one of large men dressed in dark clothes spoke.

"...fuck, i mean was going to give you the money, damn it. Im sorry just please leave me alone i promise I will pay–",

" Dont be petty now fucker, I had given you enough time" he said as he grabbed my shirt collar.

".......i-i cant br-breathe–", suddenly i was dropped to the ground, my vision was blurry and then all i heard last was a sound of a gunshot and a pain which slowly started to burn but gladly i lost conciousness.

Next i woke to sound of beeps and a white room. It looks like a hospital room....so it is a hospital room, did i get shot, what had happened, why am i– "Are you okay now?".
That voice sounds familiar but when in my lifetime did i hear it?.

"...Theros, are you okay?", again i heard the voice. Trying to get myself together i saw a guy with black hair, ice-like pale skin and emerald like eyes,which seemed lifeless but somehow enigmatic.He seemed someone to barely have any emotions but he had now.

"W-who are you?" I asked confused. "Im Nicolas Barone, we were  best friends till high school",

"High school?...", i could not remember who was this stranger who i suppose...saved me.

"..i should go, get well soon" he left walking away with a small smile. I was left alone in the room confused, not knowing properly how i ended here, what had happened to me. 'Are those guys still after me?' 'What happened to me?' 'Which hospital is this?', there were too many questions i had. However there was nobody to answer it. I tried to get up but my body was too frail, i just layed there. Shortly a nurse came in and gave me my medication.

"Uhm, do you know who was that guy that came to visit a while ago?" I asked maybe then i could know, i was getting impatient.

"Im afraid i cannot tell you sir since i dont know, please rest for now" the nurse answered. It was hopeless, i let go of the curiosity. Maybe I will get to meet him again. All I know of him is he was my bestfriend in high school and his name is Nicolas Barone. Why cant i remember him, my memory too foggy. 'Ill just go to sleep for now', i felt incredibly tired but that restlessness was still there, it was annoying.

The next day, it was the afternoon. I was still in the hospital. I was told that I was, infact shot, twice in the stomach region. The doctors thought i would not survive, miraculously i did because luckily i was not shot in any vital organs.

"So when am i getting discharged?" I asked.

"Well, after a whole week probably......but you will have to rest throughout the week and not move around much,otherwise that wound of yours wont heal properly" the doctor answered.

"Fine then" i said sighing. I would not lie though, it does hurt to move about. I sat in my hospital bed alone when again i heard someone approach me. I looked up and there he was again.

"Hello, how are you feeling now?" He asked.

"Im better than before" i answered although i wanted to know about him before answering.

"Glad to know" he said feeling reassured.

"What was your name again?", i was still trying to recognise him.

"Nicolas Barone...maybe you cant remember me right?" he said noticing my expressions.

"Yea...." i admitted. " Ok, so you remember Koukaki in Greece? The small town, there we used to play and your father used to take us to the icecream shops." My father....it did not take me long to remember him, he had always been in my memories...bad memories, i remembered him now.

"Yea, tourists used to come every now and then right?" I replied.

" Yup, we used to ask money from them all the time?" He said reminiscing the past. All the memory then flowed in like water,familiarity seeped through,it felt....bittersweet.

"You seem different since last time", Nicolas said.

" Yea I have changed alot, you still look the same..the blank expression and having emotions only when your with someone close", I observed.

"Like now?", he said softly smiling. It felt nice to meet an old friend. We talked until the visiting hour was over.

"Ill come tomorrow then", Nicolas said.

"Yup, try to come early maybe!" I replied, and there he went. I finally had someone to talk to and not be lonely, i just escaped Greece and flew to Italy but i dont even know where to start here. I might need help from Nicolas.