Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 87

The sharp slap seemed to finally get through to him, and Ethan released my hand. I pulled my hand back and tried not to look at him.

After about half an hour, the car stopped outside Ethan's house. I tried to help him out, but he was leaning on me so much that I had trouble holding him up.

Since I was still weak from being sick, I could barely support his weight. I managed to get him a few steps from the car, but I stumbled and fell.

Instead of me hitting the ground, Ethan ended up on the pavement. I heard him grunt in pain, then saw him frown and open his eyes. I quickly got off him and looked at hirn worried. "Are you okay?"

Ethan was holding the back of his head and said. "It hurts."

Had he hit his head when he fell I knelt down to help him sit up

hurt?

on his head. I touched the bump gently, and Ethan winced.

said, "Let's go to the

No need for

I realized that was my birthday. I thought it was strange but

said, "I brought you home. Your girlfriend will take care of

tried to leave, Ethan nearly fell over.

on me and said, "This

he was in pain. He

of him throwing up inside. After hesitating a few seconds, I decided

I walked in, Ethan came out of the bathroom looking pale. He seemed surprised to see me and said with a muffled, regretful voice, "I

the bampon his head, he seemed alert mough to take care of himself. He