My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Instantly, the noise outside receded to a dull hum, and I stared blankly at him in the dark for a while.

He did not say anything, just hugged me and just patted me gently on the back, lulling me to sleep with peace of mind.

I was already exhausted so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. I slept through the night.

When I woke up the next day, it was bright outside the tent. It had rained all night that even the morning sun looked wet and humid.

I looked around instinctively checking that there was no one else around. For a brief moment, I felt dazed.

That man came and went without a single trace. If it weren't for the ear plugs in my ears, I would have thought last night was a hallucination!

I had a bit of a headache. Try as I might, I couldn't find the energy to leave the tent. Naomi came in and saw me lying down with my eyes opened. Concerned, she asked, "What's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

my head and regretted it immediately, "My head... hurts!" I managed to croak out. My throat

I thought. I might be having

is your head so hot? You must be having a fever." Then, she went out. I could hear her telling the others, "Let's hurry up and pack up. We need to go to Asherton. Arianna has a fever. She is burning up!" I wanted to say something, to tell them not to fuss but my throat hurt so

as he glanced at me. Putting

the base of the mountain. There is a clinic over there. She needs a doctor" Hendrix nodded and picked me up. I had a massive migraine pounding through my head. I knew that it was useless to argue with them, so I didn't protest. Hendrix and

not subside. After a while, I fell into unconsciousness and went back to sleep. It

in and out of consciousness, nightmares plagued me. Nothing I did could

me. It was Hendrix. I

times, I broke down. My emotions were all

to me, but I couldn't

The feeling of being unable to communicate with the outside world was dreadful. After several times, I found that

dreams. Terrible dreams, beautiful dreams, and vague dreams, as if I

and emotions felt so real I could taste them. I couldn't tell what was a dream and what was