BloodSport

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

Beck

Beep… Beep… Beep…

Gods, my head feels like it’s been put through a meat grinder!

Beep… Beep…

Why does it smell like Clorox?

Why is it so dark?

What is that groaning sound?

What is that fucking beeping?

“Beck…” a soft female voice.

“Sut?” I think I croak. Maybe I just think it.

“Hey, Beck… It’s okay… Try to open your eyes,” she whispers.

It doesn’t sound like Sutton. But that voice is so soft. So soothing.

“Beck… Try to open your eyes. It’s me, Sloan,” she says softly.

“Beck, man. Open your eyes,” Ash says more firmly.

“Maybe he isn’t ready yet,” that soft voice lulls me back to sleep.

Sloan? Why is Sloan here?