Chapter 1:Aleksander's POV:
It hurts.
It hurts everywhere from which he was lying around.
He tried to sits up but his ribs are killing him even from a small amount of exert.
Damn it!
After a few amount so thinking how to get himself out from the wreckage of his car, he finally decided who to call...for a help.
He just had an accident...and from what he is seeing right now.
He's lucky that he's still alive.
He doesn't know--well accidents are accidents.
You wouldn't know when will it comes to you.
He gathered all of his energy...but whimpers aloud when he snaked his phone inside his slacks.
Earlier this morning he was just contemplating what to wear, now he's thinking what kind of hospitalization treatments they will do to him.
Can he have choices to begin with?
After a few rings, the person he's been trying to reach finally get his phone call.
"Hey bro what's happening I suddenly felt a pain--"
"I don't know what to do now" he said, answering his twin sister Anastasiya.
He heard her snort as if she's sick of hearing that to him.
Well, for starters, he was quick adapt things on his own, but the problem is..he doesn't really know how to deal with it.
"What? Again? You're always doing that--"
"Yeah..say that again when you an accident" he said trying to make his voice casually calm.
"WHAT! ARE YOU OKAY!" she said hysterically.
He sighs.
"Well, I think no--"
"What! Wait hold on, calm yourself firsts, I will call for a help so they can track you, can you tell where are you right now?" She said bombarding him with questions.
Typically his sister.
If he's the indecisive... she's the actual opposite of him.
She all know what she is doing...and what's she wanted.
He told her about his location.
He groaned aloud when he tries to wriggle his toes, an immense pain greeted him.
"Shit!" he gritted his teeth when he saw the that his legs are bleeding.
Now that he's alone, pain was eating his whole consciousness.
His head is throbbing and he could tell he has multiple head wounds, it hurts...and he's dizzy now.
He can feel the trickling of his blood on his forehead coing from his head wounds.
He sighs and tries to calm himself.
Panic will do nothing, he should try to divert his attention from the pain.
Not too long ago he just opened up his new restaurant, and he was just to make more money around by investing and buying new lot for the new branch of his resto, now he was thinking what will happen to those if he will die nw.
No.
He refused to die just like this.
People labeled him as kind person who seeks out those who are in need.
BINABASA MO ANG
Perfect Imperfections : Aleksander
RomanceThey call him Mr. Nice Guy. His family thinks otherwise.. Others call him as an angel. He just laughed it all inside. They labeled him as the man who knew what he wanted. But they're wrong... Because he's a guy who doesn't know what he really wants...