"Drake?"

I managed to take him to his room, he falls on his bed and I turned hoping to get mom's help.

"Don't," Drake lets out.

I froze instantly staring as he grunts in pain.

I didn't know what to do, but first, I needed to clean his wounds.

"Drake, where is the first aid kit,"

I asked.

He pointed out the direction, I walked into his bathroom and saw it placed on a wooden shelf.

I grabbed the kit and came outside, I sat beside him and opened the kit.

I held each piece of equipment one after the other and got Drake's injury neat, I ended everything by...