"Luke!" Both me and Andrew simultaneously rushed towards him, catching him before he hit his head on the floor. I brushed the broken teapot aside, not minding a few pieces that accidentally grazed my feet. "What's wrong?"
I helped him sit and leaned him against the wall, allowing him to relax his body. Though it was my intention to let him relax his body, the excruciating pain in his head wouldn't allow him to do so. He grasped his hair with both hands, trying to withstand the pain.
Along with the pain that came, he lost the strength in his body, even the strength to answer my question. The sweat that had vanished started to reappear, and the veins in his temples started to show. It was my first time seeing him in such pain.
"Andrew, call Ronald! Quick!" I said, but then I felt Luke's hand on mine, stopping me.
He shook his head weakly, struggling to even utter a word.
