The air around her seemed to stop, her breathing became slower and the butterflies turned into zombies eating her up from the inside. What is wrong with me? She asked herself while placing a hand on her stomach. ‘I'm not hungry. I already ate so much inside so why do I feel this way?’ She panted heavily, feeling like she had just run a marathon and her legs became wobbly. She even needed to rest on her knees to keep herself up.“Ms Banks? Are you alright? Are you feeeeelllllliiiiinnnggg ooookkkkaaaayyyy?” His words suddenly began to slow down in her ears. She looked up at him while trying to breathe and she didn't know which was him from the three blurry visions she could see. She couldn't tell him apart from her hallucinations. She saw his mouth moving but didn't even hear what he was saying anymore. What is going on with me? She cried on the inside while trying to hold herself up. Ivan looked at her with so much worry glinting in his eyes as he placed his hand on her back and

They were all silently still while waiting for madam Rita to respond and she didn't hesitate to tell them all it was that she knew as well. “My madam doesn't take drugs if that's what you are asking, even at times that she falls ill, she would rather have an injection than pills.” Madam Rita responded. “Hmm,” the doctor seemed to be brooding for a moment. “I don't know what could have happened to her and I can't be certain until I have run some tests. I am only asking if she takes any pills because there are situations where a pill reacts wrongly with alcohol and can cause a reaction like hers.“There was a patient with similar symptoms and it was because she was on some drugs that shouldn't be taken with alcohol. Her heart seized and her lungs were swollen. The wrong chemicals born from the substance and the alcohol caused the production of red blood cells to stop and if she hadn't been taken care of, she would have died.”The doctor's story brought surprised reactions on each of t

A gust of wind from the open window blew past the curtain and directly at Ivan's bed causing him to shiver. He threw his blanket over his body properly and snuggled into his bed. He let out a tired yawn as he tossed around in bed then sat up straight. His eyes turned to the small box displaying the time and noticed that it was well after seven. “Huh? But how? What happened to the alarm?” He asked himself as he stared confusedly at the alarm clock. Without wasting any more time, he sprung out of bed and rushed outside his room. As he got to the living room, he noticed his aunt sitting at the dining table at a corner of the room with Alfred. They were both having breakfast together. He walked up to them and took his seat. “Good morning.” “Morning young master.”“Morning hun.” Both Alfred and Ms. Wayne replied at the same time. “Would you care for some toast?” Alfred asked his young master. “Would you mind explaining to me what happened to my alarm clock?” Ivan's brow arched as he

The atmosphere in the hospital hallway seemed to be choking except for Ivan who was more than calm. Rather filled with disappointment. Having the fact that the woman was doing drugs on her own free will– or so he thought– he felt disappointed that he was worried all night for someone like her and he hated the fact that he blamed himself also. “Tell us doctor, is it some kind of dangerous pill? Hard drugs perhaps?” Ms. Wayne asked with wide open eyes. The Doctor heaved a rather weary and heavy sigh. His eyes trailed back to the image on the screen of the phone and he let his mind access them for one more time as if he wished they were something else from their original version. He finally opened his mouth and started explaining. “Well… yes, unfortunately… it is a kind of hard drug, they both are– but most people don't know that!” He stated firmly as if to take sides with Janet. Ivan groaned softly. “Doc, of course the person ingesting the drug must have known what they are from th

Mr and Mrs Banks stared expectantly at Ivan as he stood there with his hands behind his back.Alfred could feel the tension in the hall rising up and from the way Ivan was acting, nervousness glimmered in his eyes and sweats rolled down the side of his face. It was almost as if Alfred could tell what Ivan was about to say and the trouble that one wrong word could cause for them was something he wanted to avoid.“About this marriage plans–” “The plans!” Alfred cut Ivan off abruptly. They all stared surprisedly at him and at the sound of his voice.Alfred chuckled nervously. “The marriage plans… uh… we were thinking about pushing the marriage forward a bit because of Ms Banks’ condition, how about next month?” “No I–”“Don't worry about it Young master Wayne,” Alfred cut him off again while wearing a bright smile on his face. “I will take care of everything related to the marriage plans and the postponing date. I believe you have class later today so you can just get going. I'll call