The Big Sick Novels & Stories

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.

“This was what I couldn’t tell you.” “What can’t you tell me?” I spun around and faced him. “I don’t even know you anymore. You’re all sick. Both of you.” I began to cry hard. “Is this what you meant by you were sharing her?” “What you saw earlier… it’s nothing. Nothing happened, believe me.” I wiped my tears away and tried to compose myself. “I have to go. It’s my birthday, after all.” “I don’t want you to leave like this. Just listen to me. Demi is sick. She has dissociative identity disorder.”

Then race up and course me so much pain I will be put under just to relief me from the pain. Looking at me now you wouldn't have guested I was that sick. I have muscle on muscle and tattoos on my back and half of my chest going down to my arm. I am stronger than my father and brother even without a mate. It's funny how life turned out to be, and i haven't been sick ever since I was 10 years old. I walked in the kitchen and the omegas stopped to submit to and greet me. I acknowledge them and when to join my beta and delta.

I explained. “Wow I didn’t realize that this shit had spread that bad. We have a couple out at work but not that many. I do know a few of the guys at the house have it which has been hilarious. Who knew big burly mafia men turned into big babies when they are sick.” Janelle giggled.

How could just any man appear and decide to heartbreak her? He wiped away her tears and looked into her eyes. “Becky, do you believe in Big Brother?“ he asked, pitifully. Becky nodded her head. “Big Brother is the only person that loves me. I trust Big Brother…” she said while trembling. Tom nodded and hugged her tightly. “Big Brother is going to fight for your rights, okay? This is not going to end just like this. Let us go home, okay?“ … When Dave returned home, it was almost dinner time. He rushed straight to his room to clean up. And when he came out, I could not help but smile. “Did something good happen?“ I asked curiously.

" 'Xavier Bass' he's a university's 'Big Bad' and if you want to study without getting yourself in trouble than you better stay away from him" She warned me with seriousness but for some odd reason, I felt myself getting curious about this Xavier, " big bad? Why would you call him that?" "Because he's Big and Bad " "Huh?" "He is a bully Marilyn and with a bad anger issue. If you get on his nerves , he'll literally gonna make your life a living hell" "Well, we can always complain to the teachers about him , if he tries to " Even though I was getting scared, I said that with fake confidence, trying to be brave..

My secretary added. "Nothing’s going to happen. I’m still the president of this company, and we will keep moving forward as long as I’m here." I said, dismissing any thought of the company failing. "You should focus on your meeting; it’s about to start. I will handle this." Ethan reassured me. I nodded, grabbing my bag from the desk. Just as I reached for the doorknob, Biggy returned. "We have a bigger problem. The boss fainted. He’s at the hospital right now."

Yes, it was all because I'm a control freak and have these OCD tendencies. I usually went to my shrink and talked about this. But since I'm poor, now I just drink it all away. I usually paid for maid service, to clean the penthouse. But I don't have the luxury now. So, I was working my ass off with chores and cleaning the place. God! I really need to move out. This place is too big for me to clean by myself. I finally fainted and was hospitalized. Phil found me, before I collapsed in the lobby, stepping out of the elevator.

The Badblood pushed and sends Sisi staggering backwards. Sisi was annoyed. They can't even wound the Badblood. She's too fast plus the multiple arms. She advanced again and rolled. There an open opportunity. Her side was open so Sisi sliced it. The Badblood bellowed in rage. She dropped her swords and punched Sisi in the chest. Sisi flew and landed in the distance. She grunts in pain. Her lungs shutdown. She gasped for air and groaned. Her throat hurts. She passed out.

The guy roared grabbing his shirt and shaking him violently. “Eddie.! Eddie.!! Eddie.!!! The people around the table began to cheer and the attention of the other patriots were also attracted. Paul was the only one still ignorant of what was happening as he was glued to his phone with air pod in his ears. “Isn't this Eddie Murphy, the number one crime boss of the city.? “Who's the young man that annoyed him.? He's certainly not walking out of here with his life today” “I heard that yesterday, someone offended him at a party and he had the person's left hand chopped off”