What is wrong with me! I was good until now. I should think. Is it because of my monthly problem, no, I just get ride of it last week, did I eat something from university cafeteria? Impossible.

It is not from knife. If knife was infected my body it should work that time. Chocolate cake was packed and I'm sure about it safety but what about milk! I vomited again. Door of bathroom opened with loud sound and his voice came "what happened to you?" I turned back and shouted "get out of bathroom, don't you learn to knock!.."

"I knocked but you didn't answer."he responded.

I washed my face "why you even follow me to my room?.." I asked while I was trying to keep my voice low. Everything that is happening is because of you, you stupid jerk, you should never come back from Turkey. I put all of my hate in my eyes and looked away.

"seriously? Why I followed you? You left kitchen like zombie..." he continue on talking but I can't hear him. I splashed water on my face and tried to focus on bottle of milk, it doesn't have any label or tag, and I didn't buy any milk to change it place.

If I didn't buy it I looked at him, he was talking.

I stand up and walked toward him, there must be something about that milk, I grabbed his collar and pulled him closer, he shocked by my work. I murmured near his ear. "where did you get that f*cking milk?... We should go to hospital... Right now." I don't stop for his answer, I don't care who poisoned the milk! The thing I care right now is my life. I pushed him away and left him with shock.

I can feel my blood cells are fighting with something inside of my body. I can feel my soul is going to be separate from my body. I know this sense very well because I experienced it in past.

I grabbed my scarf and looked at him. He was still in shock with wide eye. I shout "move you a.s.s, you said you don't want corpse on your hand." he looked at me with frown and started to walk. I went out of room, my brain pumps in my skull and my heart was pounding in my chest.

I leaned on wall to not fall from stairs. My wet hair stick to my neck and face.

"I'm too tired." I murmured to myself.

I wanted to take another step when I feel I myself on the air.

One of his hand come under my knees and the other one under my shoulder... I looked at him with wide eyes.. Tich. I grabbed his collar and heat his head to mine and said" put me down... Idiot. Before you loose your both hand "

His eyes were full of anger and worries," you can paddle as hard as you can and heat me with your fist but I'm not going to put you down "he looked away and continued to walk.

b.a.s.t.a.r.d he know I don't have enough strength to paddle or heat his attractive face with my precious fist. I let his collar go and closed my eyes in frustration. I rest my body on his hand than I fall in the darkness of sleep.