Benny’s POV
My eyes snap open as an ache stretches across my shoulders from my uncomfortable position leaning on the edge of the mattress, my head on my forearms. I must have fallen asleep, what time even is it?
I shift slightly so I can turn my wrist, checking my watch that states it’s almost midnight, I’ve been here almost nine hours, five of which have been in this room next to Tanner’s bed as he lies unmoving.
I groan as I slowly sit up, arching my back to stretch out the kinks before looking down at the small boy beside me. The first thing I notice is the blue eyes looking back at me from under the mop of unruly blonde hair.
‘Bud?’ I whisper, pushing out of the chair to lean over him, one hand resting on his arm as the other pushes his hair from his forehead.
‘Mr Benny?’ he rasps
