Zane laid in the bed with his arm hanging down on the ground. He had been unconscious for two days. Ever since the incident Zane had been twitching and shaking uncontrollably. He was pale from the shock and blood loss.
Zane
I opened my eyes to face the ceiling, I had not gotten sleep for a while so this was just what I needed I sat up in our room. My mouth had gotten stitched up in a line across my face. I looked around, I was alone, I turned in my bed and walked over to the door. I gripped the handle and opened the door. I was greeted by a surprised Nya carrying a tray in.
"Zane" she dropped it and hugged me. I heard another door open a few feet down from us. Cole was leaning on the door smiling. I was back. After three days of pure torture, I stayed alive.
Sorry for the short chapter but you know... Just wanted to say he was alive and I wrap up my story. Thank you for reading and reviewing.
Adios.