Caught In His Lies

LUTHER'S POV

After sleeping for some time, I woke up feeling reinvigorated. The headache had stopped as well as the body pains. I only felt some pain in the cuts on my head.

I touched the cut and felt the plaster. I was surprised cos I wasn't aware when it was placed there but I knew it must have been Henry who did.

I yawned and stretched out my arms and my hand touched a body. I was shocked as I quickly turned my head and saw Henry. He was fast asleep. I turned my head and stared at the chandelier hung on the ceiling.

When did he come to sleep beside me? I wondered as I recalled when he gave me the medication and soon after I drifted off to sleep. I was semi-conscious when he was dressing my wound but I don't remember when he lay on the bed.

If not for Henry that came to help me, I don't know what would have become of me. Thank goodness that he came at the right time. He is a good brother and a nice guy, perhaps too nice for my liking. The most annoying thing about him is that h