“What’s with the face?” He asked as he came inside my room. I didn't care to answer, I laid on my bed and closed my eyes instead.
It’s Saturday morning and my parents left early for business matters so they asked Sean to come over so that I have someone with me the whole day.
He walked towards the bed and sat beside me. I opened my eyes so I can see him, his forehead creased as soon as he see my face, “You’re pale.”
He placed his palm on my forehead, “s**t, you’re burning! Why the f**k didn't you tell me?”
I didn't answer. I'm too sick to even open my mouth. He stood up and started rummaging for medicine inside my drawers.
“Samantha, you should have told your mom that you’re sick so they wouldn't have left.” He sounds so irritated. He’s always like that whenever I ca
