C8

Vanilla pov

I coughed while trying to open my eyes. “Oh, what happened?”

It was hard for me to open my eyes as if it was half glued. I felt numb all over my body, I was hardly breathing and couldn’t move my arms up.

I felt big hands lifting me up in bridal style and in less than a minute, all my body was under very cold water; I flinched and screamed, “Oh my god!”

I then hear a tender voice say, “Keep calm Vanilla. You have a fever but you will be okay now.”

I tightened my grip on the wall, trying to use my nails but I couldn’t stand anymore. “Here, wrap your arms around my neck.” Yes, it was Dave talking to me. My vision was a blur but my ears didn’t deceive me. He was holding me tightly in his strong arms.

I couldn’t tell why I felt so depressed and frustrated all of sudden. “It means that was a dream?” I asked him in a whisper.

He carried me again gently out to the bed and ignored my words.