"What the hell!" I said siting up straight on the bed as anger starting to course through my vein, "you don't believe me? Why would I lie?" I said with a tinge of hurt in my voice, but I don't think he heard it
"Layla, I'm not saying you're lying" he said gently, his voice calm and soothing but it wasn't having an effect on me as I was starting to get blinded by my rage "I'm only saying you need to rest; I think you're under stress that's all, you just witnessed someone die, it's understandable" he said before he stood up and try to tuck me under the blanket but I refused, pushing him off me before he could even touch me
