"Are you sure you don't want me to take you to the hospital? Your temperature is so hot." I spoke to Ann who had woken up not long after I had placed her on the bed.
She shook her head stubbornly. "No. And stop insisting. I really don't want to go to the hospital. I hate it there." she spat, pouting her lips.
oh now I get. "Scaredy cat. What exactly are you afraid of? needle?" I chuckled and drew her closer to me when she inched closer to me.
She just eyed me and pinched me on my bicep, since it was close to her. I yelped and stared at her. "Witch!'
She just rolled her eyes and suck her tongue out at me. What was she? A two year old? "It's actually a very long story." she said and sighed heavily. From the way she said it, I figured it wasn't something good at all.
"Really? Tell me.
