Im Sickened But Curious Mga Nobela at Kwento

Carla asked, her voice laced with worry. I mustered a weak smile, trying to conceal the discomfort. “I'm fine, just a little off today. Probably something I ate last night,” I replied, hoping they would buy my explanation. But deep down, I knew there was something more to my sickness. Because why would I be having the same sickness for the past couple of days now?

Of all the days she was supposed to be a badass vixen, she choose to be rational. I rolled my eyes at her skepticism, but I feel my insides quivering in fear. My stomach twists until I felt like throwing up. My temperature skyrocket, until I'm sweating buckets. I can't believe I'll get sick over something as simple as sex. Who am I kidding? Like there's anything simple about it. I don't think I'm the only one going through this tension, am I? What would I get diagnosed with if I had a faint and the doctor had to be called again? I shuddered.

Barun asked again. “Oh! I was looking for you,” Jai said. “Well, I’m here. Is there something you want to ask?” Barun asked. The old men returned their attention to their baits. “Well… It’s about Miria… I’m kind of curious about her sickness… What kind of disease is it?” Jai asked. Barun hummed and saw his rod twitched. “You didn’t ask Miria?” “Ah, no I didn’t… I kinda don’t want to upset her or make her uncomfortable…” Jai replied a bit nervously.

Is it pathetic for me to think that I still have a chance? I laid once again on my bed. I’ve been lying down more often these days. I don’t exactly know why, but I’ve been feeling sick. I don’t have an appetite most of the time, but I get these weird cravings in the middle of the night. I really need to get myself together again.

I was careful. I made sure I was careful. So how? My brows furrowed slightly as my thoughts began to spiral. “That aside…” I muttered. Something else. Something that didn’t sit right. He asked me if I was sick. My chest tightened. “How is that possible…?” I whispered. Did I show it? Did he notice something? Was it that obvious? My fingers curled slightly. “What is going on…?” The question lingered in the air, heavy and unanswered. “Sick…” I repeated quietly.

I mumbled and looked at him. Aiden cleared his throat and held my arm. "Do you feel like something's changing in you? In your body? In your mood? In your appetite?" I just blinked and nodded. "I'm moody these past few weeks. I also always crave all sorts of food that I didn't use to like to eat before. I've also become much more emotional than before... W-Why? Am I sick?" I asked him, worried. Aiden couldn't speak right away. I know he's a doctor, so he probably has an idea about what's wrong with me. I just swallowed and looked at him nervously...

I immediately rush to her side, "My beloved, what seems to be the matter?" "Sebastian, I feel kind of odd." "Odd in which way?" "Well, it feels as if my body wants to turn inside out. I have the incredible urge to get sick, yet I am not able to." "Sick? Sick in which way?" "Sick in the way that a human would get nauseous." I softly chuckle at her as I take her by the hand, "My beloved, Vampires do not get sick. I am sure you are just feeling a bit uneasy after all the action."

"I am sick." "You are sick?" Athena asks. Definitely not buying it. "I really am sick." I say a little aggrieved. Why doesn't she believes me. "I am very sick." Athena stares at me for some seconds, her left brow lifts up. "What is making you sick." "You won't know it even if I tell you?" I say, but seeing the unconvinced look on her face, I can only say it. "It's the blue rose disease." "Blue rose disease." She repeats thoughtfully, a little twitch in her left eye she asks. "Why are you hiding it?"

Her voice calling my name was like music to my ears. “What?” I responded, still eyes on my way. “W-why did you do that?” I put my hands in my pocket and asked, “The what?” “Um...” she mumbled. “Why did y-you tell them I’m sick?” “Because you are,” I simply uttered. “I’m f-fine,” she said. “I’m n-not sick.” Was she that too intimidated by me to stammer like that throughout the conversation or she’s just really sick?

he narrated "That must have made your mother and father so worried" she chipped in "They were really worried but the problem was that they could find the cause of the sickness" he revealed "What could have been the cause? Is there truly a sickness that its cause can't be known?" she asked in awe "For many months, I was down with sickness and was getting thinner by the day, my body would get so hot that I would find it so difficult to even breathe most times" he revealed "That must have been horrifying for your mother to see and bear" she said with concerns