Living Young

Chapter 51: Way Back

A/N:

Hey. This chapter was a bit rush but I had to let all my ideas out that I had been working on for a few weeks.

Enjoy.

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"You came here to tell us to drop it? Are you insane?" Dr. Paul Lingard squinted, questioning Dr. Carlos behavior lately. He been curious about Carlos since the summer. Many party kids and young adults emmitted to the hospital to get their stomachs pumped out. In the lab, he founded the same chemical in each patients. The chemeical effect the immune system and sexuality, which concluded why most of the patients are young female. The female body isn't capable to handle such a drug.

Something weird is going on and Paul confronted Carlos a bunch of times. Carlos would tell him to keep it to himself or between them. Everything didn't make sense to him.

"Yes. I can handle this. Just tell the parents their kids were just intoxicated from the alcohol." Carlos waved him off as he flipped through the documents of two patients. Paul followed behind Carlos.

"We can't tell them false information. They must know their children are in the same case like those girls on June, September,  and even October! What if this your little girl?!" Carlos stopped. Facing Paul finally.

"Don't you dare!" Carlos grinded his teeth with a glare full of rage in his dark brown eyes. Paul stood his guard up.

"This is a serious matter. I'm here to save lives and warn people. Not the other way around." Paul spat. Carlos sighed.

"Paul, trust me. This is just something teens are doing that we can handle."

"There already had been three deaths because of that drug they been taking."

"It was from over dose and suicidality. Just leave me to the paper work." Carlos told him. Paul didn't buy any of that bull but he let it go. Like always. There was no winning when it comes to Carlos. The head doctor in the hospital.

Paul let out his frustration with a short sigh. He swiftly marched down the steps to see Eleanor. She was on the phone smiling with no worries. At least her job didnt dealt with the situation he was in.

"Your father should be cooking tonight. Yeah James... I must go sweetie.... I love you too, Jamie." She hung up the phone. She kept that lovely smile of her face.

"Your son?" Paul popped a brow up. Eleanor nodded.

"Yeah. He was worried why I didn't come home last night. He hates it when I'm stuck here for days."

"I don't blame him. You do look like you need a shut eye." Paul said. Him and Eleanor made their way to the fourth floor.

The woman next to him rubbed her face. She couldn't agree more to her superior.

"I'll be off after checking in with the girls."

"Hey guys." They stopped to see Rebecca leaving a room.

"Hey Rebecca. I thought you were off today?" Eleanor asked. Rebecca hugged the Asian woman.

"Yeah. I am. My niece stomach had to be pumped out and needed a few stitches here and there."

"Oh, Ms. Clementine Everett?!" Paul jumped in the conversation.

"Yeah. Her. Are you guys checking in on her? If so, can you tell me what exactly was in that drink she had." Rebecca asked. She glanced at Eleanor but she shrugged. She clearly didn't get the heads up of anything. Only permission to check in on the patients for her last few hours on the clock.