155 UNMASKING SECRETS IN ROOM 135

“You were being so stubborn about helping me yesterday, now look who's being helped,” Lily teased as she helped him into bed. He glared at her as he clenched his fist, holding the pain in. “I didn't ask you to help me. You insisted,” he reminded her. She rolled her eyes with a scoff. “Doesn't matter bro,” She said. “I'm still helping you, aren't I?” she questioned. He looked away from her, perspiration pooling on his forehead as he dug his nails into his palm and held the bed sheets. “You must be in a lot of pain,” Lily said, using her sleeves to wipe his sweat. “I'll go get you something at the pharmacy, okay?” “Thanks,” he said reluctantly not meeting her eyes. “Sure, you're welcome,” she told him as she stood from the bed. “I'll use that medium to get myself drugs for my burn and something to get rid of whatever scar it might leave.” “Sure,” he replied and when she began limping away, he turned to her. “Lily!” She turned to him with a smile and a raised brow.