Beowulf (BoyxBoy, Werewolf)(Book 1) COMPLETED

Chapter 8

**Beowulf**

My pounding head is what wakes me up, that and the thunder from outside. I hear a faint beeping sound to my right as I become more conscious, the beeping becoming annoying very quickly. I try to roll over but the pain that erupts all over my body makes me cringe and stay put.

"Are you awake?" A male's voice asks. I don't know the voice. Am I in the hospital? That would explain the beeping noise that sounds more like a machine now.

I slowly open my eyes, the room is brightly lit, making me clamp my eyes shut tightly. My head starts to throb, the constant pain in my body registering. I let out a loud groan.

"Good, I'll have Ridge brought back immediately." The mysterious voice says cheerfully. Is he cheerful that I'm up, or is he a sick freak who likes to see my pain?

Then it dawns on me what he said. Ridge? The newbie? Why is he at the hospital with me? Did he bring me here? Oh god, my mom! My parents will be worried sick if they don't know I'm here!

"Whef urm ig?" I ask. I meant to ask, where am I? but my lips are to swollen to make the words come out right.

"Don't worry, Ridge is on his way," The mysterious voice says. "I suspect he'll be coming through the door in, five, four, three, two, one," I can't see but I can hear a door bang open. The mysterious voice chuckles to himself.

"I told you he would wake up if I went!" I hear the newbie yell.

"Well, then it's a good thing you went out. Besides, you needed a run, Ridge," The mysterious voice says back, humor lacing his voice.

"Whatever, how is he?" His voice is closer now.

"Perfect condition,"

"You call this perfect condition?" Newbie growls almost animal like. "You can't even recognize his face,"

"Well, besides the physical aspects, he is in perfect condition. Nothing was damaged internally, I'll just need to check his sight when he opens his eyes." I hear a chuckle. "If I might add, you keep yourself in a wonderful condition kid, I don't think I've seen such a healthy body on a teenager before."

"Seriously?" I hear newbie ask annoyed.

"What? I'm fascinated, Ridge. You got yourself a keeper here."

"Leave," Newbie growls.

I hear a sigh before the mysterious voice speaks again. "Fine, but I still need to check his eyes later,"

"Leave, I'll call you back later," Newbie growls again.

I hear shuffling before a door opens and closes. For a moment I think they have both left me alone until I feel the sparks on my hand, even through the hot sparks I can feel the cold wetness on the hand that touches me.

"How you feeling?" Newbie asks.

I attempt to open my eyes again. I struggle to keep them open as my eyes adjust to the light. It takes a good minute for my eyes to fully adjust, letting me take in the white ceiling above me. I blink a few times before looking around, like a moth to a flame though, my eyes find Newbie. His black hair is dripping wet, water droplets littering his face. His brown eyes are worried as he stares at me. I never thought I would actually miss seeing those brown eyes.

"Urm furn," I attempt to say.

"Bullshit, I know you're in pain," He argues with me.

"mhhh," My no sounds more like a hum. "urm furn,"

"Beowulf, please, I can't stand you being in pain. Just tell me where you hurt and I can get you pain meds."

For some reason my heart flutters at him saying my real name. The pain on his face makes me worry. Does he look so pained because he is in pain himself, or because I am in pain? I don't want him worrying about me. And I sure as hell don't want him in pain. I don't know why, but it makes my heart hurt.