Kidnapped

Tyrone’s eyes opened weakly, the bright light of the fluorescent of the hospital room assaulting his vision. The steady beep of the heart monitor fill the room with its little noise, a constant reminder of his delicate situation. He tried to change his position on the bed, but still a pain shot through his body causing him to groan a little.

"Easy there, buddy," a familiar voice said from beside him, which he recognized to be Fred’s. "You've been through hell, don’t stress it too much."

"I need... I need some time," Tyrone said finally, his voice barely audible but weak and full of anguish.

Fred nodded, standing up. "Of course, man. I'll go grab some coffee, give you a few minutes. You want anything?"

Tyrone shook his head meaning he didn’t want anything, then Fred patted his shoulder and left the room. As Fred closed the door behind his friend, Tyrone gave a shaky breath, tears starting to form in his eyes and he tried to hold it.

He tried to sit up, ignoring the pain that shot throu
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