Chapter 19

Samuel I groaned as my abdomen hurt, I tried clawing at it to stop the pain, but someone gently grabbed my wrist. I peeled my eyes open to see Arabella looking at me with concerned eyes, I tried mustering up a smile, but I was too tired. I swallowed and shoved the sheets off of me, trying to cool down my extra warm body. I winced as pain sliced through me, making it harder to breathe. What the hell was happening? "Samuel, you have to stay still, you could rip your stitches." Arabella suddenly whispered, her voice urgent. I looked at her again, "It hurts." She furrowed her eyebrows, she had a befuddled look as she lifted my shirt. She gently pressed on my wound, but it still hurt like hell. I couldn't hold back my cry as I tried moving away from her. She swiftly withdrew her hand and stared at me, her eyes wide and fearful. Once the pain lessened I immediately felt guilt, I keep scaring her. That's all I ever do it seems, is scare her. I remembered