Romans & histoires Aneurysm Out Of Sheer Stupidity

Scarlet "Mrs. Patterson, I need you to stay very still for me." The woman on the table nodded weakly, her eyes closing slowly before she finally slept due to the anaesthesia. A massive aneurysm in her middle cerebral artery, discovered after she'd collapsed at her daughter's wedding. We had maybe hours before it ruptured and killed her. "You're going to be fine," I assured her, squeezing her hand. "I'm going to fix this." I'd performed this surgery dozens of times. I could do it in my sleep.

He also said that the pill was ineffective and dangerous, and it turned out to be true! “Who are you?” asked the young girl. She glared at Darryl and asked flatly, “Since you advised me not to send my grandfather to the hospital, do you have a better solution?” Darryl laughed, then approached the old man. After some observations, he said, “Doctor Shelly was right, your grandfather has a blockage in his brain, but his condition is a little special.” He added, “Hospital surgery is useless because the ineffective Godly pill still has its poison in it. The poison affects the flow of the blood, furthermore, the equipment at the hospital won’t be able to detect it.

Am I not going to die of pain soon? At this moment there’s only one thing going through my mind and that’s how stupid I am if there’s an award for the stupidest person on planet Earth it would be me. I’m so very stupid. I’m stupid for believing that we had a chance together. I’m even more stupid for believing that he’ll look at me the way he looks at his flings even if it’s lust in his eyes at least he’ll look at me and find something interesting about me. And I’m extremely stupid for thinking he’ll see me as more than just a friend

Were they hoping I'd die? I understand the experience was horrible, but it happened to me, not to them. *Illusions can't be deemed as bad experiences. I swear you're just as stupid as you are smart.* "Excuse me?" I exclaim as the doctors' exchange worried glances. None of them speaks up, so I clear my throat and glare at the group. "Everyone has their moments, but that doesn't mean you have the right to call me stupid. For your information, I graduated with honours while most cat women don't get a chance to graduate high school."

My eyes fell on the pieces of the broken bottle scattered on the floor. Stupid. Just like me. If I weren't stupid, that bitch wouldn't have played on my intelligence. Disbelief hit me hard like a bulldozer at the realization. How was Rosa able to make me look like a fool? How could I not notice she had a fake pregnancy? Was I too carried away with the excitement of finally having an heir? Or was I just stupid? All my life, no one had made me look like a fool. I was known for my ruthlessness throughout the world. No one dared mess with me.

Now, I visited Grandma three times a week, plus in special circumstances such as to hear about the results of her tests… "I have some good news and... bad news, unfortunately," the doctor said. I pulled in a shaky breath. "I want the bad news first." "We cannot operate using the method we have discussed before. It's because of the location of the aneurysm…" He grimaced apologetically. My eyes became watery in a second. I put high hopes in that method. It sounded like a chance for Grandma to wake up.

He flipped the glass in his hand stepped back and tossed it watching it soared. "AHH!!!" Siana shouted flinging her head to the side as the glass landed next to her. Couldn’t he see it? Couldn’t he see that he that was taking it too far? It wasn’t madness that took control of his mind but stupidity. He took it far without realizing it, without caring, how stupidly inhuman of him. In order to punish her couldn't he have chosen another way to do so?

“Then… ah that's right, you didn't just suddenly become stupid, right? For today, before you die, I will love you for being my good son for so many years. I gave you an injection to make your nervous system atrophy. You're supposed to be vegetative but somehow turned into an idiot. No matter how much he suffered to get where he is today, every second is now the end. Just trying to be patient, she will pay the price this time. Seeing her indistinguishable madness, he took a deep breath and spoke again.

“Sometimes when we come into our magic, it’s a lot for our body to handle. It can come out in weird ways, mood swings, tantrums, fever. You’ve gone 18 years without releasing any kind of magic, and over a full week since being 18 without any kind of release. It can’t be healthy. You should go to the infirmary and get checked out.” “My lessons start tomorrow, I’d rather not be bed ridden my first week of class…plus I felt fine until yesterday, and now I have this weird mark on my neck.” Sebastian turned to stone, “Weird mark? Can I see it?” Before I could tell him it was none of his business he was pulling my hair to the side, his voice turned to ice. “Where did you get this?” “I don’t know,

***Trigger warning - mention of Suicide. Please skip to the 4th paragraph.*** I am a disgrace, an embarrassment to everyone who knows or is related to me. That’s why Kirk dumped me. He knew I would end up as nothing more than a crazed caged animal. I was going to spend the rest of my life a drooling raving maniac. There is no chance for anything else. There is no hope I will ever amount to anything with my head like this. I lift my head and rest my chin on my knees. My thoughts grow even darker.