Belinda's P.O.V
"What happened?!" Breyson's mum asked. Her breathing wasn't normal. I could feel her heart beat through the phone. I broke her heart with the news. It wasn't my intention.
"Mum take it easy, this is exactly why Breyson didn't want to tell you anything. He was saving you from all these. Keep calm, he's recovering." I calmed her.
"Are you sure he's getting better? Which hospital was he admitted?" She asked.
"St Jonathan's hospital, but he's been responding so well to the medicine so we will be out of here very soon." I answered.
"Thank you for taking care of him." She said.
"Anything for him mum." I said, Breyson smiling ear to ear when he heard what I said.
"Please don't stop, you're so kind Belinda. Get well soon son." She said.
"Thanks mum." Breyson yelled. We then ended the call.
"It's late Breyson, you should get some sleep." I advised him.
"Will you please sleep next to me?!" He requested.
