Chapitre 79: Coma

"Marissa?" I called out when I entered the apartment, but I was met with silence, and it was then that I remembered that she said she was going to find a job today, and I sighed at the fact that it was only going to be me and Miguel in my apartment.

"Nice place. When did you move?' he asked, and I rolled my eyes not wanting to hear him so much as breathe.

"Don't speak."

"Then what am I supposed to do?" he asked, and I rolled my eyes and grabbed his medicine.

"Open your mouth."

"No." he said turning his away like some child.

"Fine then." I said as I raised my leg and stomped on his toes, and his mouth flew open as he yelped out in pain, and I used this as my opportunity to pour the medicine into his mouth, and I succeeded.

"Fucking hell!"

"Serves you right." I said as dusted off my hands, "now stay here, and don't speak nor touch anything. I'm going to figure out what to do with you."