Sick Olive

Olive stirred and Wayne sat up immediately beside her on the bed. He looked at her face and exhaled. She was still sleeping. Her face and body were back to normal now and she was breathing normally too. He had undressed and slipped into bed beside her but couldn't sleep instead kept looking over her like a newborn baby. It had been over a day already yet she wasn't awake. He had been so worried at first. Terrible thoughts crossed through his mind. If his sister hadn't been around to assure him Olive was find, he too would have broken the hell down.

‘Is she awake?’ Dolly's voice came in as if she too saw Olive's movement.

‘No. Just stirring,’ he answered and laid back. He stared at the ceiling and ruffled his hair.

He remembered how he felt when she was on the floor. Why was he so scared? Why did he think she had died? Why did that even cross his mind? Wayne had a very good hearing ability, better than most werewolves. So why couldn't he h