Dark Halls (1)

"Are you sure you don't need to go to a hospital?" Angela worried, biting down her bottom lip as she watched Gael button his shirt close. He winced whenever he moved, but he was stubborn to stay put.

Gael sat next to her and shook his head, gently brushing hair away from her face, not wanting to put pressure on her bruises. "The doctor already checked on me. I'm fine. What about you?" His brows drew together, looking very concerned as he swept his gaze down her frame, noting all the cuts and bruises on her. "I fucking hate seeing you like this. I'm so sorry."

She caught his hand and grasped it with hers, squeezing it. When she first woke up two hours ago after being asleep for so long, she felt the pain all over her body but not as much as now.