She is different

Under the thick covers was Ayden collapsed like a prawn, and shuddering badly like his bones were going to contort anytime soon.

He continued to sniffle consistently, as he flinched delicately on the bed he was laying on. He truly loathed what was happening in his body system, and how things were escalating just because he sneaked out.

'Was he paying for the price of his noncompliance and hardheadedness? Was the cold going to kill him?' were the thoughts that kept reoccurring in his head. He wondered if no one would come even if he does not eventually go for dinner, and allow him to die, cold and desolate under the covers.

The downpour had not halted still and blew fiercely against the shut window, making the situation seem like Ayden would not get better any soon. He thought his ears were doing the tricks when he heard a thump on the entryway. It was almost impossible for someone to come to his room after that time, because he had said he hated seeing anyone come to intrude his