Rachel
Brandon gasped loudly, and opened his eyes widely.
"Finally!" I gushed, looking at his weak self, as I breathed deeply.
"Are you alright? I'm glad you have woken up though," I said.
"Where is he?" He whispered, as he looked around.
"Who?" I asked.
"Dennis," He answered.
I pouted my lips, and inhaled deeply. "Why are you looking for him? He doesn't even care"
He faced me, with narrowed eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked.
"He came to me, and asked me to take care of you, that you were not feeling too well. I ran to the room and saw you unconscious. I didn't know what to do. Instead of leaving you on the floor, I took you to the bed. The instant I wanted to leave, you opened your eyes. Tell me, are you feeling alright now?" I asked.
He swallowed hard and nodded. "Do you mean
