(Rowan)
Bryan had been my best friend since I was 7. He lived across the street from my nan growing up. He was practically my brother. Bryan's life growing up was more stable than mine, but still rough around the edges. We had always looked out for each other. He loved my nan fiercely too.
He clasped my shoulder like he usually did except this time I winced in pain and lost my breath. He removed his hand immediately.
"What happened," he demanded.
"It's nothing man, I swear" I tried convincing him through labored breaths. My shoulder was shooting pain like daggers through me.
"Bull s**t," he responded seriously. "Show
me."
I sighed and took off my shirt. I hadn't put a new bandage on yet since it wasn't bleeding anymore so the wounds were apparent in their ugliness. He sucked in a sharp breath and……
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