"She wanted to walk by herself," it was Jacob who spoke first. I breathed in relief at his response.

 

"Yeah, it's not as bad as you think, I can actually walk," I added.

 

Antonio walked up to us, his face expressionless. It was difficult predicting what was on his mind. 

 

"I would take it from here, get me the first aid box from my room" his voice sounded like a low growl. Jacob bowed, stepping aside. He reached for my hand, tugging it between his arm and shoving me towards my bedroom door. 

 

"I can walk," I protested. He kept moving, ignoring the fuss I made.

 

He lead me to...