A predicament

Feeling uneasy, I crawled over to the door on all fours. Pressed my head against the wood and spoke. "Dario, I need you rtay away from my room for the next week."

"Okay. But you don't sound well. Are you sure I should stay away?"

A growl rips from my throat. My vision shifts, all I want is to be cuddled. Maybe I can just make an exception, just this once. To sate the urge to be held, I rolled my eyes. Rubbing my cheeks, that is literally the dumbest idea I've ever had. And I once thought you could drink water no matter what color it came in. Thank goodness that even in her sickest moment, Micah was there to stop me from doing anything stupid. 

Shaking my head, I crawled back to the makeshift nest. 

My silence was received the right way once I heard Dario's footsteps retreat. I turned on to my back, digging my nails as they extended into my arm.