Aiden's P.O.V
To think that the thing that was bothering me the most was the bright light made me want to bruise myself even more.
I had lost the track of time. How long was I here? A few hours? A day? More? I didn't know.
Where was I? I had no clue. I mean sure, I was in a room the size of Raiden's bedroom, but even his bedroom looked better than this place.
It was stuffy and dusty, and it smelled of mold, like some sort of basement.
My bottom lip was burning, busted open one too many times. I couldn't even describe the pain in my ribs. I firmly believed at least one of them was fractured and I could still feel the boot hitting my chest. Timberland I guessed.
The general area above my right eyebrow hurt too. I assumed it was not skin coloured anymore. But all aside, nothing bothere
