Bab 163: How It All Began (iii)

(THIRD POV)

Hugging himself tightly, Armando began hyperventilating, blinking rapidly at Blake.

"Armando," Blake screamed. Hurriedly, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around Armando. He went to hold him but Armando started moving backward, his head hit the bed making Blake wince instead. However, Armando's body didn't register the pain. He couldn't breathe and the one person he thought would help hated him.

Flashes of that day got clearer as his lungs started closing. Tears streamed on him on their own accord. At that moment, he looked tiny in front of Blake. Blake's eyes fluttered, and he tried again to help Armando. Unluckily, he received the same reaction. Armando tried to move backward and hit his head, again. This time around, hard.

"Armando, I am sorry. I am so sorry. I didn't…"

Blake trailed off when the door swung open, and Arthur rushed in. Instantly, his eyes fell on Armando on the floor. "Shit!" He cussed. "Blake?"