(Carlos)
“I can't get over the fact that Charles looks exactly how you did when we were kids. Talk about coincidence,” Leo said as my blood was being drawn up. He had followed behind the nurse just to get a chance to laugh when the needles pierced my skin. I had a phobia for needles which no one knew about; no one except Leo and here he was torturing me with a random talk of how Charles looked like me.
Leo was alone with me as my blood was being taken. The needle was attached to a blood bag which my blood was filling up minute by minute. The nurse had asked me to press a bell by the bedside if I needed anything as the whole process was going to take about 30 minutes and she had to give Charles some medication.
“Can you let me be? My blood is being drawn. This isn't the time,” I said as
