I am Fine

Davis POV

“Davis, she said she is getting worse. She was shaking when I got to her room” Vincent said the minute he entered into the study.

A frown settled on my face, as I dropped the gun I was cleaning with a dry rag,

“Didn't you say she was getting better just last night?”

“That was what she said, but I don't understand why she is getting worse now. It must be a fever, I've called the doctor”

I nodded, that's the best thing to do now.

“When do you plan to see her? It's not far from here, you know. It's just a few stairs away” he said with a knowing look and I rolled my eyes at him.

Standing up from the chair I was sitting on, I pulled out a stick of cigarettes from the box and lit it. Looking out the window, I said,

“I won't be at ease until I place Lydia in her place. That bitch dare to beat Grace up even after I explained things to her?!?”

“Well… you didn't explain the part that you were going to be kissing her also"

“Fuck you!” I swore at Vincent in rage. Damn! I hate the