There was a sharp pain in his chest. What the f**k hurt so much? Mike tried shifting his position and groaned in pain from the effort.
What the hell happened last night? The memories came back slowly, Danni, the frat house, the explosion on his head. He tried to open his eyes. It was dark. He felt around for his lamp. *Click*Click. Mike sighed, "Hello?" he said. Why did it sound muffled? He felt of his face. Bandages. 'Oh you must be really f****d up,' he thought.
"Mike? Are you okay?"
"Sarah, he's awake."
Mike was dimly aware of his sisters moving around the room, and felt the bed move as they gently moved toward him.
"I can't see shit." Mike said, waving his hands wildly for a second. "f**k, ow, damn it that hurts," he said, sharp pains coursing through his chest. It was really hard
