Tara

I turned looking at my side. Mystic was staring at the ceiling lost in thought.

"Aren't you sleepy?" He asked without looking at me.

"I slept all day" I answered.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked again.

"Yes, quit worrying" I smiled.

He was still staring at the ceiling looking so worried.

"What wrong?" I asked also worried.

"Nothing really" He answered obviously lying.

"Are you lying? " I asked and sniffed.

"Seems like you are the one who is really worried" He chuckled.

"Mystic" I called with a groaned then placed my head on his chest.

"You won't understand" He whispered.

"I have been understanding things about you....