Born In Blood

Chapter 33

SILAS POV

I feel weak and it's stressing me out.

I couldn't even stand to use the bathroom.

Suddenly the door of my closet opens, revealing Manuel.

"Finally." He whispers.

I shake my head. "You should get going." I tell him.

"Yeah I should, my father is gonna kick my ass if im not home." He says while rubbing his neck.

"Just tell him you were with me." I shrug.

He chuckles. "Yeah, sometimes I think he sees you as his child more than me."

I smirk and pass Manuel one of the knives I was sharpening.

"Ah thank you ma." He says.

I nod my head at him.

"Do you need anything before I go?" He asks.

I shake my head reassuringly and Manuel nods his head.

"Call me if you need anything." He says before stepping out on the balcony.

I need a nap... and a shower.

I try to move but my body seems to weak too.

"Oh what the fuck." I mumble.

I let out a sigh as I stare at the ceiling.

I'm tired, not just physically but mentally.

Too many things are happening at once, soon Ill probably be dead by next month if I keep getting my ass shot or stabbed.

Jesus shut up silas it's not that extreme.

Probably, probably not.

I roll my eyes and decide that I should try to get up and take a shower.

I slowly move my legs off the bed, holding onto the headboard as I slowly stand up.

And as soon as I take a step my body rejects and I fall onto the ground.

I place my arms on the ground to hold me up, letting out a shaky breath.

"What the fuck." I mutter.

Suddenly my door opens revealing Amalia.

Oh isn't this great.

She looks around my room, pausing when she sees me on the ground.

She narrows her brows. "What's wrong with you?"

I ignore her question and I once again try to get up but I just end up back on the floor.

You've got to be kidding me.

Amalia silently walks over to me and gently grabs my arm, helping me stand up.