I Have Medicine Novels & Stories

After dressing up, I was going to leave the room but remembered I hadn't taken my morning medicine yet. Keal's growl was echoing around my chest. He didn't like to see the medicine, but I don't know how else I could tell him it was for his own good. "Fight me all you want. I'm the owner of the body, and you're still at my command." I rolled my eyes and picked up the bowl and chugged it in one go. I do it very fast because I don't like the aftertaste or afterburn it gives, but today's medicine tasted a little bit different. I just couldn't point out exactly what was different about it.

“Do you have Max's medicine? I'll clean it up first!" Max gave the medicine kit he always carried, "Do you know how?" Max exclaimed while looking at Key who was sitting in the back with me. I looked at Max squinting, making the man immediately silent "ahhh, you just clean it Key. I also still have some files to take care of! See, you can do it?" Max immediately understood what my gaze meant “Aiaaa, I can Max. Don't worry, just do your job!” Key took the medicine box and immediately turned his seat facing me. I looked at Max who was staring from the rearview mirror while giving a thumbs up sign.

I - don't judge me "Yes Mom, I'm fine " She gives Dad a look "Not those meds, honey the other ones", oh She means my other meds. I'm 9 years old and I have to take meds for schizophrenia. That's what the psychologist diagnosed for me when my parents said I speak to someone at night.

Bring a towel and your courage } I smiled despite myself, typing back. { I'll bring the courage if you bring the sanity } His response came quickly. {no promises, Sunny. Someone has to be the bad influence } I set down my phone and pulled out my medication organizer, counting pills with practiced efficiency. The ritual was so familiar now that I barely thought about it, antibiotics, enzymes, supplements, all designed to keep my faulty body functioning despite itself.

That is my last option right now. My fingers close around a familiar bottle of pills, and without hesitation, I pop one into my mouth, swallowing dry. The medicine leaves a bitter aftertaste, but it’s nothing compared to the lingering fear crawling under my skin. I shut my eyes, exhaling slowly. I need to shake this off.

I shut the door of my room behind and sigh, breathing down and it felt so good. I walk to the drawer and take out my medicine. At least I'm getting better, I can't imagine what live could've been like for me if I found out about this too late. And I'm pretty sure my parents can't afford to get me proper medication if I was with them and find out about my sickness. I'm glad there's Chase, even if he acts like a brat and pretend not to care, I know quite well that he really does. I took out the night pills and uncap the bottle water then swallow the medicine with the mater. I went and lay down on the bed feeling very tired.

She always understood me better. “It’s just…It hurts so much. Almost as if-f someone’s t-twisting some invisible-e knife inside m-my chest” I try to get words out of my mouth as my throat gets clogged up with unnamed emotions. “Deep breaths Phoebe, c’mon you can do this!” She tries to console me and I immediately reach my bag for my meds. My medication has almost started being a regular since the day I left Monaco. Shit! Alana won’t be happy over this

I interrupted. "Just give me the damn medicine," I ordered, cutting him off. He swiftly retrieved the medication from his kit, pouring some tablets into his hand and filling a glass with water from the nightstand. Without hesitation, he fed them to me. I sighed and swallowed the bitter pills, though they paled in comparison to the turmoil I felt. My worry for Zelda consumed my thoughts, leaving me unable to think clearly.

“You’re burning up,” River added as he brushed my hair back again, gently snapping me back to reality as his palm landed on my forehead. “Are you alright?” “I am,” I answered, my throat dry. “I think it’s just the medicine’s side effect. I always feel this way every time I drink it, but I’ll feel good afterward. It just takes some time.” River frowned upon hearing my statement. “Medicine?” He tilted his head in confusion. “What kind of medicine? Is it something you could buy in a store, or something that needed a doctor’s prescription?”

" Oh God. Have you taken any medication? I...I have no medicine in my house." "Are you alone at home?" "Hmm...yes..." I was so anxious. He sounded so feeble. I had some cold medicines in my house. I always have medication with me because I despise falling ill. Send me your house address. I'll bring some medicine for you." You don't have to. You sound so frail, sir. I have to. He couldn’t even get his words out properly before hanging up. I wondered if he’d even bother sending me his address.