ANNE

my life 42

The ceiling was painfully white, I looked over to Andy, his breathing was shallow. But his gaze was fixed on the ceiling.
I wonder what was so intriguing about the damn ceiling. I looked again at the ceiling, there wasn't anything.
I closed my eyes,but squeezed his hand a bit,to make sure that he can't go anywhere.
I wonder where Leah could be,I don't remember when I reached here,must've been when I lunged at her.
The room was awfully quiet, even my ragged breathing and my rapid heartbeats were audible very clearly.
I felt his gaze on me,but I didnt want to disturb his reverie, so I stayed put.
His fingers ghosted lightly on my cheek,then advanced to my forehead, I tried my best not to gasp at how cold his fingers were.
I was suddenly aware that he wasn't an inch away from me.
"Anne." He exhaled.
"Yes?"
He sighed again before speaking.
" you're burning up."
"Oh," I touched my forehead,sure enough it was burning up.
I tried to stand up,but he scooped me up already in his arms. I tried to protest but his face dazzled me. He chuckled quietly and started to move.
I tried to stay awake,but his smell was intoxicating. It wasn't of any Cologne, but of blueberries. I felt dizzy and tried to look around where we were going.
After sometime, he laid me gently down on something.
I felt the fabric around me,it was linen.
Strange,I've never noticed this before, this has to be a dream.
Sure enough, my amazing allergy had to kick in right now, and I felt something warm dripping down my nose.
"Oh,my." He said, quite amused by this.
I heard him walking away,again,the fear of losing him crept again, coming out in a fit of coughs.
He immediately stopped, and rubbed circles in my back,I leaned in to the touch and grabbed his shirt to stop him from going anywhere.
I know,Anne seems possessive AF. But its almost human nature.