Chapter 9

"You need to see a doctor." I stated firmly, glaring at him. Samuel rolled his eyes, "Says the one laying in a hospital bed." "Well, at least I let the doctor make sure I was fine." I retorted. He opened his mouth to say something, but I quickly hushed him. "Grab me the rubbing alcohol and a cloth." I ordered. "And please don't argue." He sighed but got up anyway, after a few seconds he returned with a bowl of rubbing alcohol and a cloth. He set them down on the table beside me and gave me a curious look. I slowly sat up and patted my bed. "Come here." I chirped. He furrowed his eyebrows, confusion taking place as he continued to sit there. I rolled my eyes and continued to pester him to come over here. He slowly walked over and sat on the bed, I made him face me before grabbing the cloth and dipping it in the alcohol. "Now, face me so I can clean your wound." I commanded, giving him my no arguing look. He sighed and with