Luther In Pain

HENRY'S POV

I was furious as I left Whitney's room. I walked angrily down the hallway and stopped at the door of Luther's room. I knocked hard on the door and waited for a couple of seconds but there was no response. I knocked again and waited but there was still no response.

Instantly, I was gripped by fear as I recalled that Whitney told me that she smashed a bottle on his head and he lost consciousness. I hope he is not dead, I thought as I became agitated.

But he can't be dead cos Whitney said that she revived him before she left the room. Even though I know that my brother is evil, I don't want him to die. Besides, if he dies, my father and mother will not spare Whitney's life.

After waiting for a couple of seconds and still no response, I turned the doorknob and the door opened. I pushed it slowly as my heartbeat was racing.

I entered the room and stood by the doorway. My heart skipped a bit as I saw Luther lying motionless on the floor. There was a little pool of blood on th