Elsa Sakit Novels & Stories

She prayed desperately for it to end, but the pain only grew more brutal with every attack. “She’s weak, Bianca. I think it’s enough,” someone urged, and only then did the kicking stop. “Stay away from Jake Blake,” the leader warned. Her name, Bianca, now carried weight. “And if you report us to him, your death will be the next thing visiting you.” Elsa lay helpless on the floor, groaning softly in pain. When they finally left, she managed to shift and slide her hands free from the sack. Slowly, she pushed herself upright and pulled it off her head, tossing it aside. But the moment she tried to stand, a sharp pain shot through her left leg and she collapsed again with a cry.

Peter and Dave stood near the door, talking in low tones with the coach. “Eli?” Elara noticed him first. She dropped her phone and leaned forward, eyes wide with relief. “Hey, you’re awake. How are you feeling?” Elias swallowed, wincing as he tried to shift. “Like I got hit by a truck… What happened? How bad is it?”

As that happened, both Xavier and I turned to face them. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” he asked, his voice showing concern. Elsa nodded her head in the affirmative, a smile lighting up her face. “Yes, I’m the one who should be sorry though,” she said. He shrugged his shoulders. “If you say so,” he said, and shifted to the side to create a path for her to walk through. “Elsa, is your head okay? It appears stiff for some reason,” he noted. She turned around immediately. “How did you know? I woke up feeling so much pain all over. My neck and head hurt and I can’t seem to move them,” she explained.

She pulled out a piece of paper handing it to me, “You know I've been sick and you were so bent on making me run test for my health.” “Of course, your health is important.” And I feel like Elara is back again. What is wrong with me? “Well, the results are out and I'm perfectly healthy.” Elara said with a beautiful smile making all my worries disappear. “That's great news, love.” I said, suddenly feeling the urge to be closer to her. “But something else is happening to my body,” I looked at her confused, is she sick or dying? “Elara, love, what's wrong?” I asked worried.

Chapter Forty Nine Hurt /-Isla-/ “Doctor, how is Elsie?” I asked worriedly. “Will she recover?” The doctor removed his gloves slowly, his expression carefully composed, but I could see the weight of the situation in his eyes. “She’s stable for now,” he said. “But the injuries are extensive. Multiple bruised ribs, a dislocated shoulder, and a concussion. She’s unconscious due to the trauma, but with rest, she should recover in time.”

Zachary heard Jasmine shout from the other side of the phone. He also kept calling, “Seren, Seren!” Elisa picked up Serenity’s phone and yelled at Zachary, “Zachary, what did you say to Serenity? What did you say happened to Liberty?” “Elisa, send Serenity back first. Liberty is injured and is being treated at the hospital. Let’s talk about the rest when you’re back.” “How is Liberty doing?” Elisa’s face changed as well.

Her sob broke the night. “Yes—YES—Elias, I’m here—stay with me—PLEASE—” Alexander crawled closer, fighting through the wind. “Elias—look at us. Come back. You’re stronger than this.” Elias’s face twisted with pain. “Sable… she’s inside…” He gripped his head. “She’s trying to take control—she’s—” A violent surge blasted from him. Cassandra screamed into the comms: “He’s seconds away from collapse!” Lena sobbed harder. “Alex—what do we do?!”

Elisa sighed and ran upstairs. The director was looking at several surgical reports of the car accident, and seeing Elisa coming in, he lazily said: " Kneel on your knees, I'm not in the mood to scold you today." "Hey, this is new. Don’t you have your period today?" " Tsk tsk tsk, young comrade Elisa, you have not been scolded by me for a day, do you think there is something wrong with me?" " I’m just shocked that you don’t have the energy to scold me today? Since you are all right, I will go back to work."

After some minutes, her body calmed and she strolled out tiredly. "What happened? What did you have for breakfast?" Her mother asked, giving her a suspicious look. "I got a sandwich from a roadside seller," She replied, cleaning her mouth with a towel. "Maybe that's the reason," "I don't think so, mum. I have been having these funny feelings since three days ago. I think it is malaria," Elsa retorted calmly. Just as she finished speaking, one of the nurses in the hospital entered the room. "Thank God you are here, Nurse Rose. Take Elsa with you and help me run a few tests on her," Her Mother told the nurse, pushing Elsa to her.

April was sitting by her bedside, anxiety visible on her face while Jay and the doctor were on their feet. Elsa's limbs were heavy and every inch of her skin burned with a feverish heat. Sweat poured from her pores, soaking her clothes until they clung uncomfortably to her body. There was the insistent throbbing in her head and the pain from the bite on her neck had not faded away in the least. The insides of her mouth was parched and her throat was desert dry and itchy. Her breath came out in short raspy groans. 'so hot ' Elsa felt incredibly sick. she couldn't realised when last she had felt this weak and ill. It was like she was struggling on her last breath and she craved for nothing mor