‘Niall.’
Greg whispered from across the table.
‘I have to tell you something.’
As of the moment, I was chewing on my fries and was about to devour my cheese burger, barely hearing my older brother as I was warped up from the sight of the food on my plate.
We were at McDonalds, you see.
I looked up at him, confused at the seriousness painted across his face.
‘What? What is it?’
I asked as I sipped my Coke.
‘You know that generous donor who gave us money for your therapy?’
I nodded in response.
‘Well, you see, after I asked some of the staff at the hospital, I found out who they were…well…more like who he is.’
‘What? Really?’
I exclaimed with pure bliss as the thought of knowing the identity of the man behind my successful recovery dawned me.
‘Well, I dunno if you want to hear it…’
He said trailing off as if he doesn’t want to continue.
‘What?! Are you kidding me? I do wanna know!’
He sighed audibly in his seat.
‘Greg…’
I warned.
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BLIND (A Ziall Fanfic/BoyxBoy)
Teen Fiction"I am alive...but I think I've died long before. When I was blinded.When I was tricked.When I was played at.When I fell in love.When I knew it all. I'm so tired of this eternal horizon of pain...I badly want to feel an end for all this hurting. And...
