Hating the Moon

chapter-19: The storm

Someone was whining 😆 so here you go sweety..❣️❣️❣️
(🙋 From the pool of tears you shed 😝)

Present Time

''Ahh''

A soft voice cried in pain...

'where am I?'

He slowly opened his eyes after squinting for some time to figure out the surrounding. The bright light pouring all over is blinding his vision.

Everywhere it's white. And the silence is frightening. The lean figure tried to get up but the heaviness in his head pulled him back to the soft mattress.

''Ahh''

His beautiful eyes scanned the room lazily.. which appears to be a luxurious bedroom!!!. 'w.. what I'm doing here?'

He couldn't even raise his hand, his whole body is aching terribly.. 'what happened to me? '

The memory of earlier seems haphazard.

'come on remember...'
'I was..where I was...' 'Why can't I remember..' 'It was cold...&..'

'I was soaking in rain!! '

Now his blurred memory is becoming clear..

''Yibo''

''Yibo Sir''

He tried to call him but it turned out to be feeble wisper.

''Anybody here?''

''Where am I?''

He again tried to get up clutching his head... he rolled over the bed trying to get on his feet but soon met the floor with a loud thud the moment his soles contacted with the floor.

Hurried footsteps can be heard rushing towards him but Zhan couldn't careless as he wasn't in a state even to make out what's his own name..

''Sir are you alright?''

Two bodyguards helped him up on the bed. Tucking him under the blanket they once again asked him about his condition. ''How are you feeling sir?''

''Where am I?'' Is the only question Zhan could remember to ask them.

''Mr. Wang Han's Mansion''

''Oh'' A wave of pain crossed on his face ''I thought maybe by any chance it's him...'' the bitterness in his heart forced him to seal his lips.

''We are going to send the doctor, please rest''

''I wanna talk to him'' he wispered softly.

''We'll pass on the message to Mr Wang''

''How's..'' tear rolled down from his eyes like rain when an unknown fear clouded his heart. ''...my uncle?''

''We are unable to answer it sir. If you need anything else do call us, we are standing outside'' They bowed in unison and left him alone inside the room.

'where are you?'

'bobo you didn't even came to check on me...am I really dead for you?''

He sniffed, harshly wiping away the tears. 'You left me there to die..bobo.. You..' The unbearable pain of being abandoned stabbed him mercilessly.

'I don't want to believe it but it's true..that.. you..'

He is choking on his sobs but still thinking about him, how can someone love like him..