Chapter 17

I didn't know how the hell I was able to drag him inside the house. Damn it. I don't know why he is damn bleeding.

"Hey, hold on to me!" I said as I put him on my shoulder. He is so heavy for Pete's sake! If he is bleeding like this, shouldn't going to the hospital be the best option?

I put him on the sofa because it is the most accessible option for me. I opened the lampshade and I could see him groaning in pain.

"Look here, Raphael," I said while taking off his shirt and stopping the bleeding, "Don't die on me," I whispered, and decided to go and get a first aid kit.

When I came back, I saw him peacefully sleeping on the sofa while soaked in blood. I pity him. He looks like a monster that has recently been in a fight, but his godly beauty is something to die for.

I cleaned his wound and left him half naked. I also got him a blanket. Although I'm not sure what happened, it seems that he did not want anyone to know his location. Many things happened that night when I fell asleep on