"Do you need water?" was the first question Gunner had asked me after he finally got over being surprised.
I only nodded as a response to his question. After knowing my answer, he put his phone in the pocket of his jeans, then fully turned to face me.
"Then, excuse me," he said before helping me to sit down, and God, I could tell that the veins in my neck were bulging as I held back the scream that wanted to get out of my mouth while Gunner was helping me.
Thankfully, he was able to make me sit right away, immediately cutting the intense pain I was feeling.
I wanted to lean my back on the wall, but knowing that it would only cause me tremendous pain, I abandoned that idea.
After making sure that I was fully seated, Gunner then grabbed the bottle of water that was on the bedside table as if someone had already prepared it for me.
I wonder who bought it. Could it be Gunner? Well, since he's the only one in the room, then it's probably really him.
Gunner opened the bottle and sat beside
