Box Shaped HeartChapter 23 The Boy Next Door
Waking up the second time, and this time in his own body, but in a similar hospital bed, proved to be an even more difficult an experience than the first time. One thing he noticed right away was that everything was hurting. Hey, it had been nice to be Alex, then, right? No pain that time. C’mon, is that the only thing you can think of? You know it’s not, and don’t you dare do the thinking for me. I’m your brain, remember? Then I’d rather be brain dead. “Hey, hey, Mr. Malis, look who...