DARK FORTY EIGHT

Blake's POV:

The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was the intense pain in my chest, but I felt relieved when I realized that I can breathe again. In a second, I feel my limped body being lifted by a familiar strong arms, it's his warmth; it's Luca's warmth. I just closed my eyes and I felt him shook, as I focused myself on breathing. I can't hear anything, but only his cries. What have I done? 

"I thought I told you to wait for me? Why did you do that?!" He shouted, and I clutched on his shirt before burying my face on his chest to inhale his cool minty scent.

"I... I-I'm sorry..." I mumbled and a cough escaped from my mouth, as he continued to cry. I didn't expect him to cry like this.

"You never listen to me!... Now, look at you! You almost died!" I know, I'm sorry. I was just worried about Alex.

He sounds like Lele. I smiled at the thought. Lele always says that