Despair

Summer POV

"Summer!"

Hearing the anxiety in their voices I decide to fight the fatigue and force my eyelids to open.

Squinting to shield my eyes from the bright light, I open my eyes tentatively. The look of concern etched on everyone's face tugs at my heartstrings.

I raise my hand in a bid to silence them. I am parched and water would be salvation at this moment. Micheal reacts fast and brings me a glass, whilst wiping off his tears with the other.

"Here, drink up princessa."

He says with so much concern as he props me up to an almost sitting position. To my dismay, he only allows me a sip, before pulling the glass away. I glare at him but he only smiles.

"Lo siento mi querida princessa, but you have to drink it slowly. Doctor's orders."

He shrugs at the same time giving me the puppy eyes. I raise my hand to stroke his overgrown stubble and nod. Everyone watches with bated breath whilst I take my time to drink enough water.

"Before any of you bombard me with questions, can somebody te