I wake up feeling like my head is on fire, the orange eyes linger in my mind. Looking around I find that Dillon hasn't come back yet and I'm not sure whether to be upset or angry. Maybe both.
Dillon makes stupid decisions at stupid times. As brave as he is in wars, he's a coward when it comes to private life. Feeling frustrated I gather all my energy and on shaky legs, I get up out of the bed.
The pain of the heat has mainly subsided, the only signs of it left are the strange burning sensation. The only pain I feel is from Dillon losing control and that also has began to subside.
I walk towards the door slowly. When I try twist the door nob and try push the door open, to my surprise it doesn't budge. Dillon has locked me in the room. Which honestly is completely understandable because a
