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Matthew's POV:

"What the fuck are you stupid? No don't answer that obvious question I meant to ask was why the hell didn't I just handcuffed you to your damn hospital bes in the first place" A familiar voice frustratingly said in a hush whisper

"Zaia how did you—"

"I need to see him." An all too familiar feminine voice rasp, she didn't sound to well "Move... out of the way shithead."

I also could hear the sound of a heart beat monitor, machines that I was taught by my Superior on how to use to patients

Wait... patients..the smell of disinfectant.. beeping machines.. bright light..

"Fuck Zaia.. you're stubborness is becoming goddamn overbaring!" Lance harsh whispering with the sound of wheels screeching as a background was very unpleasurable sound to hear after waking up

"Just sit down— Oh shit grandma sit down first" Timothy?

"I want.. see... Rafa"

"He's still resting idiot.. you know like what you should be doing by the motherfucking floor above this fucking cieling—"

"Shut the fuck up. Your voice does fucking wonders on my brain"

"And who's fault is that huh? Acting superman—" Lance

"Woman actually" Timothy

"And I don't fucking care Anderson-"

"Shut up Torillo" Darwin's growl

"You shut up kissass—"

"All of... you—" I tried quietly

"He's waking up—"

"Who's waking—"

"Rafa—"

"Shut the fuck up"

"He...he cussed at me.."

I open my eyes fully with the intent to glare at my so called brother but immediately regret that decision

"W-water—"

With my eyes still closed tightly I sighed in frustration as three idiots frantically says the word water over and over again

"Hey..." Zaia's raspy and breathless voice reached my ears as a shadow loomed from above me "open your eyes.."

Her voice itself sounded like something I shouldn't just simply ignore

So opening my eyes like a newborn baby, I did

And the first thing I saw was the glass of water shoved into my face far from what I was expecting to see

Grumbling slightly under my breath I force myself not to roll my eyes and accept the water politely

Chugging it down slowly to let it ease up my dry throat and to not choke like an idiot just because I was thristy as hell

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