Austin Portwalt
"Violet.. Violet.." I called her as I walked into my apartment in New York. Where is she?
"Violet.." I called again and looked around the living room and the kitchen but none. I walked inside my room and saw she was laying on my bed.
"Violet." I called but there's no answer from her. I walked towards her and she's sleeping.. wait.. why is her face so pale and she's sweating? I quickly put the back of my hand to her forehead. It's burning..
"Violet.. Violet.." I called and shook her body. She opened her eyes.
"Hmm?"
"You're sick.. Let's go to the hospital." I said and she shook her head.
"You're burning and your face l-"
