"Rach....Rach..." a voice called out tome. A hand was rocking me awake. I tried to swat away the person with my hand,but the hand had caught mine. I was forced to wake up.
"What" I mumbled, looking up at the owner of the hand. It was David.
"I brought you something to eat, and some medications."he placed it on the table. "Take it okay."
He stood up to leave.
"Don't go..." I nearly begged him.
I was afraid to be alone. I knew he was just being empathetic, so I figured I might as well take advantage of his kindness while I could. He turned back and saw my distraught face. I could tell that he was contemplating staying but decided to stay anyway. He sat on the bed with me and turned on the television while I scarfed down my dinner. I can't believe I slept the whole day, let alone skippe
