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Sickness

A human body is frail, is weak and frail, and you can only punish it for so long until it decides to stop working, to stop moving. Sometimes it punishes you with diseases, sometimes it just takes the whole day off. For Chaerin, today was the day it decided to keep her on bed, and also get her sick. As she slowly opened her eyes, everything hurt, like if she had a fight with an Ogre and he had won, leaving her bruising on a infirmary.

She tried to move, but it was useless, she was in too much pain, muscle pain, and her throat was sore, her eyes wet from shutting them tight. She cursed one hundred times before she could at least sit up. She looked at her hands; the dried blood was almost black, blood clots all over her palms. She tried to breathe through her nose, but there seemed to be a plug of mucus on it, making it almost impossible to inhale. She tried to swallow, but the pain on her throat was too much, she was sick, she had caught a cold, and what sort of time to be getting sick.

Slowly, she dragged herself out of bed, her dress falling on the floor, dragging itself along with her feet. She walked towards the door of the bathroom and opened it slowly, not even looking at herself in the mirror, she washed the blood off her hands and walked out of the room, she needed someone to get her medicine, and she needed it fast. She walked down the hallway and into some sort of living room. She took a look inside and shrugged, there was no one there.

The house was huge, and now, lit with the sunlight, she saw how beautifully decorated and how well cared it was. The night before, she had been expecting spider-webs all around the walls, dust, even mice and stuffs like that, but all she got was a clean and nicely decorated villa. She smiled weakly, breathing hard through her nose, and continued walking.

She saw someone walking in the far end of the hallway, and she tried to scream, but her voice was hoarse, weak and almost inaudible. She fastened her pace and found herself entering another living room, this one was modern, decorated with hairy rugs and leather black couches, it had a LED T.V hanging on a wall and a few empty cans of soda lying around the center table. She looked around it and saw James standing in front of a full panel window, looking outside.

"James," She said breathlessly and he turned around hastily, he smiled then flushed as he saw her.

"Chaerin, good morning, how are you?" He said, his face looking from her breast towards her face, his cheeks flushed red, his eyes trying to avoid direct contact with hers. She felt uncomfortable by his look and looked down, only to notice that the cleavage of her dressed was now fully exposing her breast. She quickly put the fabric of the dress up, covering her chest and flushed.

"I'm sorry." She spoke with a hoarse voice. He shrugged and finally looked at her.

"Don't be, are you alright?" He said, now noticing her hoarse voice. She shook her head and breathed, making a loud sound on her nose.

"I caught a cold; do you happen to have any cold medicines around here?" She said and he shrugged.

"We should ask the servant, I'm not quite sure what we have and what we don't." He said honestly. She nodded and he walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Also, I think we should get you clean clothes, you're way too sexy to be walking around my villa." He said with a smirk and she smiled weakly and nodded.

"Honest truth, I'm feeling anything but sexy." She said and he laughed, leading her out of the living room, closing the door behind them. He walked her towards the hallway and down the spiral staircase, leading her towards a door on the first floor, it led towards another hallway, but this one had no doors, only full panel windows all over until the end, but it wasn't long either, at the end there was a white crystal door, and he opened it. She saw that it led towards a small room with couches all over, and then there was another door, and he opened it again, leading finally towards the kitchen full of servants.