***Desmond’s POV*** There was a murmur of voices but I couldn’t move. I felt almost trapped in my body. I knew I was breathing, I knew I was sitting, and I knew there were people around me but I couldn’t do anything about it. What was going on? Why was I like this? “We’ve literally tried everything!” “Cold water, slapping him, even trying to bite his ear! Nothing!” “Hold on boys, let Yvonne bring some of her mix.” That was my father. His voice was clearer than the others. There was a moment of silence before I felt my chest pulled up into a sitting position. “Careful, he might accidentally head butt one of you.” That was my mother. I felt something brush against my nose and I took a breath. The scent slapped me in the face and I snapped my head up. Taking a deep breath, I looked around the room. My mother and father, Iggy, Scott, and Ricky were looking at me with worried looks on their faces. “Give it a m
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