Sick
"Derek, I can feel you staring at me," she said. Derek was leaning against the doorway of their bedroom. He came home to the lights off and panic flooded him. Till he heard her calming heartbeat in the bedroom. He climbed the steps two at a time. Walking into the bedroom, he stopped when he saw her. She was laying down on the bed, wrapped in one of their thick blankets they usually kept in the closet. Derek noticed her voice was scratchy and nose was red. Her eyes were closed, but she felt Derek's presence. "Come to bed, please."
