~Parker’s Point of View~
I groan and try to move but the pain is all too paralyzing. When a soft hand touches what I think is mine, it calms me. But only a bit. I try to talk but it’s easily several minutes before my mouth actually moves and something comes out.
“Bee hive,” I mumble, though it takes me nearly a minute to say the entire sentence. I know a shitstorm reigned down upon me, but it started with bees. I’m probably going to have nightmares about them for weeks, I freakin’ hate bees!
My eyes try to open and can’t. I search my mind for Crush’s brain wave and while it’s there… It’s weak. There’s only been one other time he was like that and it damn near killed me. But we were badly beaten while out about nine months ago. Rogue attack in the night. Took a month to recover.
“You… T
