Debbie.
I stood there, startled. Rex had asked that I get out. He had shouted at me.
It was unlike him.
Should I go call Rain and River, tell them their brother wasn't well?
Damn. My phone. My f*****g phone. How do I call them when I had no phone in my possession?
If he really wasn't well, then I should be the one to help him.
Because no one else was in this house. It was just me and him.
I walked forward to where he was curled up, his head in between his legs. He hadn't raised his face since I entered.
“Rex,” I called again. At this close distance, I felt heat. Hotness. And then my hand went fast to his arm, touching it.
My heart sank.
“Oh my God. Rex, you’re burning up!” I shouted, scooting closer to him. “Rex, look at me. Rex, are you okay?” I asked.
He still wasn't talking,
