Bad Girl

Chapter 17

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Zach's POV

"Zyra!" I ran caught her. "Fu€k! Baby wake up." I patted her left cheek softly but she's not responding. I carried and put her on our bed gently and tried to wake her again yet failed again. "Damn." I fished out my phone and dial my personal doctor's number.

"Good morning Mr. De Luca. What can I do for you sir?"

"Please come here in my house, now." There's a slight silence from the other line for the reason that the doctor was stunned since he knew that Mr. De Luca never beg for anything but only pure command.  "Doc?" I asked and the doctor cleared his throat.

"On my way Mr. De Luca." The doctor confirmed and expected the call to be ended.

"Thank you." I said and end the call. I sat beside Zyra and put the sheet over her until her waist. "Damn, baby, please wake up." I raked my hands in my hair and closed my eyes then I looked at her again and noticed how pale she is. "Fu€k." I cursed lowly.

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After 20 minutes...

Knock, knock, knock...

"Come in." I answered still sitting beside Zyra.

"Sir?" Dr. Fajardo entered the room and asked what the matter is.

"Thank God you're here. My fiance fainted last night she woke up about two hours ago then threw up and fainted again." I ranted frantically. The doctor nodded.

"May I sir?" He asked if he can touch Zyra and I nodded. After checking her pulse rate, respiratory rate, blood pressure and eyes, the doctor  said, "Her vitals are fine sir but I need to conduct a blood test to know what's wrong."

"Do everything you need to do in order to cure her." I said in an almost desperate manner. I can't believe I'm worrying this much for her. He brought out his portable apparatuses and examined her.

"Sir, her hemoglobin and hematocrit are below normal, meaning she's anemic, but not so low that can cause fainting. Sir, I need to ask, did she undergo some stress or is undergoing stress? Or was she overworking? Because anemia plus stress or overwork can lead to fainting." So I did it to her. Damn.

"What happened?" Zyra asked before I could answer. I hastily sat beside her and ran my right hand on her her while asking what she's feeling. "I'm a little dizzy." She said weakly.

"Dr. Fajardo said you're anemic. Oh, meet Doctor Fajardo, my personal doctor. Doc, this is Zyra."

"Nice to meet you doc." She said slowly.

"Likewise ma'am. Ma'am, may I ask if are you aware that you have anemia?" Zyra nodded.

"Yes doc."

"What medicine do you take?"

"Just vitamins doc. My doctor prescribed me to take 2 ferrous sulfate, one in the morning and one in the evening." Doctor Fajardo nodded.

"And you continuously take them?" Zyra thought about it and shook her head.

"I stopped recently, since..." She looked at me. Fu€k! She wasn't able to take her vitamins because of me!

"Since when ma'am? Doctor Fajardo coaxed and she returned her gaze at him.

"Since a couple of weeks. I... forgot about them." She lied, how can she take them when I imprisoned her here.

"Do you take other vitamins aside from iron ma'am?" Zyra shook her head no.

"I will prescribed a multivitamins, you will take it once a day aside from your iron ma'm."

"Okay doc." Zyra nodded.

"By the way, were you sleeping late recently?" She glanced at me before answering.

"Sometimes." Oh yeah, especially when I kept her wake all night like the other night.

"I would request for you to keep from slleping late at night ma'am. Moreover, were or are you in a stress or do you overwork ma'am? " She looked uncomfortable and Dr. Fajardo noticed it. "Ma'am, I need you to be honest so I can help you."

"Yes, I am under some stress." She said all the time looking at me. I gulped and looked away from her.

"I will have to ask you to not let the stress overpower you ma'am, if needed, please seek advise or help from others to resolve it as well as don't forget to take your vitamins and rest more often." Dr. Fajardo advised.

"I'll try doc." Zyra answered. "Uhm... Is there other problem on my health doc?" Zyra aaked with slight nervous.

"None ma'am, so rest assured that you'll be perfectly fine again upon doing my advise." Dr. Fajardo smiled at her and she returned it. Dr. Fajardo is a 50 year old widow, a good looking man, who has a lean body and I'm sure that man his age definitely want a young beautiful girl like Zyra to attend to his needs.

"Thanks doc." I dismissed him. He glanced at me awkwardly and said he's farewell to us.

"I had my stress reliever but it was rudely taken away ffom me." Zyra murmured right after doc closed the door.

"I don't think underground fighting is healthy for you. You sleep late, exert plenty of energy and your body's always exhausted." She glared at me and I can't help but smirk. How can she be more beautiful when angry?

"You should stop avoiding the topic and tell me the truth." She sat on the bed, her hands leaning on the bed.

"Pumpkin! How are you!" Zyra and I gpanced at the door. Perfect timing cousin.

"I'm fine and I'm not a pumpkin." Zyra groaned. Drake chuckled, put his hands on his pocket and I noticed his eyes darkened with lust. Damn! He's interested to her! I glanced at Zyra and saw her looked down at her chest and found out that her nipples are visible so she put a pillow on the headboard and decided to lean on it and pull the covers up to her chin. I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding. Drake looked between us and finally noticed the tension in the room.

"Oh okay. I just dropped by to know hor you're holding up." He glanced at me. "Bro, I'm going out." He said then excused himself.

"Now, start." Zyra demanded as soon as Drake left the room. I exhaled and nodded.

Fu€k! How will I begin?

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June 28, 2019-9:59 pm