I went upstairs only to find the door locked. I decided to wait outside on the landing. Soon a chap I recognised came upstairs."if it's locked there's...an en suite in the room across there he pointed" "thanks" I said and walked into the room and en suite. I hadn't noticed but the chap had walked in behind me and shut the door. I had relieved myself and nearly jumped out my skin when I opened the door and saw him sitting there. "Hope you don't mind but I needed to talk to you " he said. I knew. But, I certainly could use a few of those chickens for the trade.” She looked me up and down; I am six-two, lean and muscular, not a boy by any means. As she stared at me, my mind began wondering what she was planning in that pretty little head of hers. I asked her name and told her mine, with rank and regiment information. But still, she just stood and stared as if she had never seen a black man. Finally, she said, “Helen, why does it matter?” “Well Helen, it is very nice to meet you. I. I wish I could help everyone but I was doing my bit by rescuing Trisha. During that time, I did not have any bad intentions towards her, we were good friends in the college since our first year, we had partied together like animals.Every Saturdays, we have had sleepovers but it was just a casual one with all the friends around. All these thoughts were running in my head until the time I reached my college. I called Trisha on her mobile and asked her to come out of the main door running so that. "So you decided to join us?" a young male doctor asked."Yeah," was all I could manage before I drifted off again.The next time I awoke it seemed much later. Maybe because I was no longer in the Emergency Room but in a private room. I felt like crap, but it wasn't because I was in pain. I was just dopey. I tried to move and then I was in pain, lots of pain.I had gotten over the pain in my ribs from Ari's beatings, but the pain was back. I was afraid that it was some kind of fucking karma. A.