Melman Sick Novels & Stories

"I wonder where they could've gone they've been gone for two days now going to three. I mean, we left, leaving them behind... do you have any idea why they stayed behind?" "I don't know, but something tells me something went wrong, very wrong," I stated just before my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen. "I have to take this call, excuse me," I said before making my way upstairs as I took the call. "Hello?" "Adrian, hi. How are you?" Melvin asked. "I'm alright and you?" "I'm fine, dad's just a bit shook." "Why... what happened?" Melvin sighed, "I don't know, something to do with the Black Falcon. He says he nearly killed his sister and police went to every hospital in town but didn

A few minutes later, the PA returned with a tall, young doctor in a lab coat and a stethoscope around his neck. “Welcome back Ma’am. I'm Doctor Jin. How're feeling?” the doctor said with a smile on his face. “I feel okay?” Melinda stammered. “Okay, let's check your vitals,” Dr.Jin said as he began his examination, his eyes scanning the machine beside her bed. “How long have I been here, doctor?” Melinda enquired. “For about 24 hours Ma’am. We've conducted some tests and it seems you've experienced a stress-induced blackout.” Dr.Jin explained.

Damien's voice took over the room, then the meeting started in full force. Presentations were made and then it got to Melissa's turn. She rose to her feet, linked her laptop to the projector, and started the presentation. Halfway through her slides, Mel started feeling funny but she managed to pull through by talking a bit slower. There were two more slides left when Melissa's sickness took over her. She brought her hand to her mouth and ran out of the conference room. Damien rose to his feet. Jackie did the same, excused herself, and ran out of the conference room.

Felix, sensing my doubt, spoke again with unwavering determination, “It will get better. I’ll make you well, and I’ll make those who hurt you pay for what they did.” Right now, I was more worried about my grandmother. She should have been discharged by now. I had missed my chance to pick her up from the hospital. I couldn’t face her looking like this. All I could do was beg Felix not to tell her, and to wait until I was better before seeing her again. But that day, I received a video from an unfamiliar number. In the video, a group of people surrounded my grandmother, whose hair was completely white, and threw rotten vegetable leaves and stinky eggs at her.

“ You surely can easily manipulate others into thinking you are a good person seeing how you take care of Kevin . “ said Jack with a cold sarcastic tone . “ I treat Kevin like my own little brother . “ said Mel a bit hurt thinking that he considered her to putting up a show , especially with Kevin . “ Yeah , right ! As if I would believe you . “ said Jack . Mel couldn’t bear that disturbing behaviour of Jack . “ Just tell me straight what you want to say . Seeing you stare at me coldly these two weeks makes me feel suffocated . “ said Mel annoyed .

I heard another voice, finally bringing me back to consciousness. They were all gathered in the room, Elsa, Damien, Dennis, that Camille girl and also, the man who had spoken. The doctor, I presume. "She has been acting weird since she Ike up and wouldn't say anything," Dennis pointed out, not taking his gaze of me. The doctor looked at me and drew closer. "Can you hear me, Miss Melinda?" I couldn't speak, but I could hear jin clearly. "What is your name?" He asked again and I tried to talk, but it was a failure.

There lay Ebony with what looked like a gunshot wound, and blood on the floor around her body. “Oh my god.” Melissa said and ran to the bathroom to throw up. Tears running down her face, she picked up her mobile and pulled up Brock’s number. After three rings Brock answered “Hello Melissa.” Hiccuping sobs came down the other end of the line. “What’s wrong?” He asked. Melissa finally managed to get the words out “Can you come to my office please. I need you to look at something.” “Sure. Be there in ten.” And he hung up. Pressing the intercom button for Sam she said “You can leave early today, Mr Milligan is coming to talk about Featherlite. Once you’ve shown him in you can go.”

There was a putrid after note, something she would pick up on from someone who was sick. “Ellie, run. He’s sick and you aren’t vaccinated. Run!” Melody heard Ellie’s gasped response and then her heels running on the marble floor. “Ellie, get back here. You’re a bitch, you know that, don’t you? I’m not sick. I’m perfectly fine.” Of course, he thought he was. This thing lingered in waves. Each wave was worse than the last. Melody did not know how she didn’t get another wave of it. But she didn’t have time to ponder that. She had to duck his flailing arm as he tried to strike her.

He was the entertainer of the family, but he flashed a crooked grin that didn't reach his eyes. “Positive,” he said. “I don’t want to contaminate that annoying family and start a war.” I chuckled, but it was hollow and thin around the edges as guilt twisted my insides. My brother was a werewolf, and wolves only got sick when poisoned. So I knew he didn’t have the flu as he had made it sound, but his soul was wounded instead. Mel hadn’t been the same since suspecting that Elysia, his fiancée, might have been unfaithful.