Infected Novels & Stories

I tried but Finn didn't let go. "She's sick and she won't rest! Look at her, Finn!" Leo yelled as he closed the distance between us. Finn turned and looked at me. He frowned as he took in my red nose and puffy eyes. Then his eyes softened. "Layla, come on, you're obviously ill. What are you doing?" Finn whispered to me and I sighed. "It's just a little cold." I began. "I thought it was 'allergies'." Leo cut in and I glared at him. It was cut short by a coughing fit though. Finn sighed and shook his head.

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What will they do without me? "My mama had that," I manage to whisper and the doctor sighs. "She probably gave it to you during childbirth then. I am sorry, Zuri. We can give you medicine, but as it stands you have a virus in your lungs right now. The Aids is making it worse," Dembe says and I nod.

, Cole began, “She couldn’t turn at the bend and lost control…” Rose turned her head sharply toward him. “You guess?!” Cole shook his head. “I’m not done”. She raised her brow, urging him to continue. “We scanned the car”, he continued, walking over to a table. “And the report says something else”. Rose's frown deepened. “What did it say?” Cole picked up a printout and walked back to her, holding it out. “It was Infected”. “A virus?” She asked with an incredulous look

“When the baby is born, open this and set it on the highest shelf closet to the front door. It will help kill germs as people enter your home and minimize the chances of the little one getting sick.” For a few seconds, I just sat there and blinked at her. Was she serious? I mean, it was turpentine. Didn’t people use that in oil paintings? She wanted me to open some in my house. I forced myself to nod as she grabbed the next item, but I was still a bit skeptical. Besides, my child was part vampire. Would she even get sick? She picked up the ear cleaner next, and I let out a sigh of relief. Something normal.

He sounded like he wasn’t believing what he was saying. “Are you saying that the baby won’t be infected because it is mine?” I asked, not sure how to wrap my head around what I was hearing. “It is possible. I could be wrong, and the fetus just hasn’t been infected. If it does carry the antibodies that you do, it should still become infected as the body fights the infection. I will run more tests and keep an eye on things. We might have just caught it before the infection ran its course. Even if it does have the antibodies, she doesn’t, which means the baby might not be able to fight off the parasi

I find Sarah and sign, "Will you help them on the bed, one at a time?" She helps Macy first and she constricts my right side. I whimper in pain with the added pressure to my ribs. Macy jumps back, sobbing uncontrollably. "Tell her I'm sore and that it's okay," I sign to Sarah as pain filled tears roll down my cheeks. "She's okay Macy, just a little sore," Sarah chokes quietly. "When are you coming home Daddy? Mommy hasn't been home either," she chokes quietly. "Soon," Sarah translates. "Once I'm healed enough to get out of bed and breathe on my own."

I never answer unknown calls but in case it was Jayce I wanted to pick up. I clicked the answer button and quickly said hello. Nothing could have prepared me for hearing his voice. "Good Morning Alexa. How have you been these past two years?" As I heard his voice I immediately began feeling the anxiety from earlier return. I sank down further on the bed feeling the anxiousness in my stomach start to rise. All of a sudden I felt queasy and sick to my stomach. I prayed I didn't vomit but I could feel myself wanting to. My heart started to race and the vision of him standing over me flashed through my mind. I could see his ice cold blue eyes staring back at me and I shivered.

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Unable to take the shock, she doubled over, dry heaving violently nonstop. Just then, two police officers entered with a forensic specialist, holding an urgent report. Upon seeing Jessica, the forensic specialist had a look of undisguised disgust in his eyes as he frowned. "You're Jessica Tuttle, right? The initial screening of your blood sample came back strongly positive. You are infected with syphilis, and it has already reached the secondary stage. You also carry other high-risk infectious diseases. Take her away and keep her in isolation."