FEVER

DAMIAN

Amaya had been out for a while, shivering and hot and it felt like she was getting worse every minute, was she really sick and not pretending.

Why didn't she say anything then?

Is that why she wasn't eating and wanted to stay.

Little whimpers made me turn and as I suspected it was coming from Amaya. She was now sweating profusely and mumbling something.

"Amaya" I called out softly but she didn't respond

"can you hear me?" I asked , still no response

She jerked up and ran to the bathroom, I followed her closely, still shocked by her sudden movement.

"Amaya?" I called out, when she didn't respond I pushed the door open only to see her weakly sitting and throwing up.

The best I could do was hold her hair back, when she was done, she turned back to look at me "please" she said in a voice that made my heart shatter, trying to understand what she meant, I felt her body go limp.

Had she passed out again?

At this point, I couldn't think of anything, I tried to wash her up but only decided to wash her face out of fear to not make the fever cold

"Doris bring comfortable clothes" I ordered and she bowed and quickly went into the closet.

Doris came back with what looked like a kids pyjamas set pink and white striped pants and a light pink pyjama top

"young madam only liked colourful sleepwear sir" Doris said probably reading the confusion on my face

"okay then, drop it and you can leave" I said without even looking up

she did as I asked and left, I tried to wake Amaya but the moment I tapped her she started mumbling again, giving up I unzipped her dress and took off her jewelry, put her hair in a bun, I tried replicating what I saw earlier but I couldn't, so I settled whatever I could.

Amaya. wait a moment, I need to take off your dress, then she mumbled something " no don't touch me"

her mutters changed from being incomprehensible to sounding like sobs

"Amaya calm down, I just need to get you changed, it's fine" I said trying to calm her down

" Don't touch me" she said weakly pushing my hands away

whilst struggling, I noticed she was struggling to breath.

Reaching her hands to the bedside table but failing she cried more struggling to breath, she was mumbling something "in-inhaler, can-can't b-b-breath"

Inhaler?, was she asthmathic?

quickly pulling open the bedside drawer, a pink inhaler casing laid there.

"Amaya sit up" I said trying to sit her up, all she did was cry and hyperventilate

"Amaya please" finally sitting her up, helping her use the inhaler, her breathing was finally stabilized

"don't leave please" she muttered

torn between deciding if this was one of her tricks or she really needed help, I decided to stay not knowing why but I decided to stay, I just couldn't get myself to leave atleast not right now

AMAYA

My head was throbbing, the light from the window directly pointed to my face, the flowers in my room had been changed, what happened last night I couldn't remember how I got to my room.

My pyjamas were on and my room was clean, all my stuff put away, but how and when did I change.

Standing up I stumbled a bit

"Amaya, sit." A hand grabbed my waist and told me sternly to sit, it took a while before I realized it was Damian, was he sitting on the chair all along?

"why are you here?" I asked hesitantly

"why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he asked now holding my wrist

"I'm not even if I was it's none of your business." I answered

"you want to make me look bad Lina" he said with a smirk and hand on my jaw urging me to look up at him.

"Lina?" I asked

"Yes short for Topolina" he said with what seemed like an amused look on his face

"what's Topolina?" I asked now genuinely confused

" Little mouse Lina" he said with the same look on his face

was he calling me a mouse?

The audacity of this man

"My name is Amanda not Topolina" I said trying to be as stern as possible but my lungs betrayed me and my chest felt tight, Instinctively I checked around for my inhaler.

I couldn't find it, trying to keep a calm face

"did you take anything from here?" I asked

he looked at me puzzled "anything like what?"

"stop playing dumb, I know you took it" I said now getting riled up as the panic started setting in.

I couldn't hold on any longer and finally dropped to my knees, for a second, I saw a flash of worry on his face and just as fast as it came it was gone.

"stop your drama, I know you feel better now,so stand up and save yourself the embarrassment" he said in a low harsh tone.

" please...." was all I could mutter and suddenly it got harder to breathe,my chest got tighter and I couldn't help the tear that managed to escape down my chin.

Was I really at his mercy? this evil man who stood there watching me suffer and the only thing from him was a blank expression "when you're done acting, come downstairs we need to talk."

he said as he turned his back

DAMIAN

A soft thud from behind me made me turn instantly,she was on the floor, crying and hyperventilating and for some reason it looked worse than last night, her face was turning blue and this was when I realized she wasn't acting.

" Amaya" I walked as fast as I could to her, now realizing she was asking for her inhaler.

It was with me all along, i held onto it incase she'd need it at night. Holding her up I helped her use the inhaler.

"you're just like last night" I said as soon as her breathing got better

"what do you mean last night?" she asked between her gasps for air

" like when I changed your clothes" I said now enjoying the look on her face as it turned crimson

" what do you mean changed my clothes, who said you could touch me?" she said struggling and I could sense the anger in her voice