Chapter 5: Why are you being so nice to me

He coughed and glanced at me. I helped him to sit up and grabbed him some water to drink. Our fingers touched when I pasted the cup. He retracted his hands in shock and I felt a buzz when our hands touched it was just for a minute though The feeling left as soon as his hands left. I watched as he gulped down the water quickly. I placed my hands on his forehead and gently felt his body temperature. I then placed a hand on my head and compared the two. It seems that Damian still had a fever.

"How're you feeling?" I asked. He glanced at me and asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?". I laughed and thought deeply. Well, the answer was obvious I didn't want to die but I can't just say that to him. "Um 'cause I like you," I replied as a matter of fact. Well, Camila liked you not me, but since I'm in her body I need her to stay alive and the best way to stay alive is for me to get on your good side. He blushed and my inner heart skipped a beep. I immediately reprimanded myself and asked him "Where is your dorm? You should head back there. It's not suitable for you to be here. When the matron comes for her round I'll be in trouble," I explained. He seemed to have understood my words as he nodded and proceeded to get up. He failed to get up. Was he that weak? The Damian I read of was a handsome strong man. Well I mean he's still a kid. I passed him some bread and he ate it quickly. "When the matron comes over her daily round just stay under the covers out of sight," I ordered as he nodded. "Sorry to trouble you," he mumbled my face lit u and I quickly replied "It's no trouble at all..." As long as you remember not to kill me, I plan to be a lady of leisure, in the future, after my brother succeed the throne.

The matron came in and Damian immediately ducked his head down. I too sat on the front of my bed and hurriedly covered the bed sheets just in case. Everyone rushed over to their own bed as we all climbed into our own bed. Tiffany hurriedly climbed onto the bunk bed that was on top of mine. "Anna Shuttleworth why aren't you in bed yet?" the matron asked as she came over to me. "I'm sipping some water," I replied whilst tucking my legs inside the bed covers. Hopefully I didn't hit anyone. She looked at me suspiciously and and went back outside. She slammed the door behind her and closed the lights quickly. Everyone shuffled in their own bed and Damian popped his head out. I wonder aloud why no one spoke up as Tiffany shouted the answer to me "I warned them the consequences,". That might be the wrong approach but it sure is a useful approach.

As everything grew quieter again Damian whispered "where are you gonna sleep?" I looked at him and whispered "in my bed. Where else?" I climbed into my bed and covered myself up. Right now we were side by side next to each other. What's with the strange atmosphere? I dismissed myself and turned to close my eyes. The only thing that was in my mind was the sole hope that I can go home after I slept...

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Damian Perspective:

Start:

How did I get here?

The last thing I remember was being in a church and praying for God to save my marriage when a bright light flashed and then I got here.

Why is is it so dark here? Where am I?

My hand are so tiny. Are we back to the beginning before I met the duke and Eveline?

Why can't I get out? When is anyone gonna rescue me?

Why're you here?

Your not meant to save me. You didn't last time...

One of the teachers were meant to save me when the open the warehouse to find supplies. How comes it's you?

How are you awake already? Last time you were still in a coma until a week before the Duke comes by...

Weren't you meant to be mean to me? What's with the change of tune?

No mater what happens everything is still gonna end the same. Eventually you'll die and I marry Eveline... Even when it wasn't a happy marriage... At first it was but then things took a sore turn when Eveline had a miscarriage. Maybe God brought me back was to make sure Eveline doesn't have a miscarriage then we will have our happy ending with our children. Yes that must be it...

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