Mystery Santa

V. Consequences

Raquel's view

Just thirty more minutes before I get to go home. Just thirty minutes. Thank god.

I cannot wait to lay in my bed and catch up on sleep for the next two weeks.

I start packing up all my paperwork and notice the wrappers I left on my desk from eating some of the chocolates that Lavelle gave me.

That girl is such a sweetheart, she'e too adorable. The gift she gave me was so cute.

I love the mug and the chocolate taste good. I grab the wrappers and throw them in the trash.

I put some leftover papers into a folder and put in my desk. I pick up my purse and dig around for my keys.

Then a sudden sharp pain hit me. Ugh, where the heck did this stomach pain come from?

I double in pain. I feel like shit right now. Nausea overcomes me and I feel like everything that I ate is going to come up my throat.

Oh no.

I head for the door and run out of my office and jog down the hallway. Luckily most people have gone home, but the employees left look stare at me in shock.

I keep running and almost run in Lavelle.

"Ayos ka lang ba?" She asks with concern. I don't answer her question, I push her out of the way and head to the bathroom.

I run in and slam an open stall and start hurling into the toilet.

As I gag and continuing throwing up, I feel someone walk up behind me and hold my hair back.

"Magiging okay din yan," a familiar voice says.

"Magiging okay ka," the woman repeats. This time I distinguish that it's Lavelle.

Oh god no! She can't see me like this! But I can't help but throw up more.
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Lavelle's view

"MAX! DON'T YOU DARE HANG UP!" I yell, but it's mo use. His line goes dead.

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I mubble.

I stand up abruptly and run in the direction of Raquel's office. I enter the hallway and almost walk onto Raquel.

She looks distressed and I ask if she's okay, but she pushes me away and runs. I turn and follow her.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

She runs into the bathroom and I go in after her. She throwing up in the toilet and I walk closer to her so I can hold her hair back.

I feel so horrible because this is all my fault. I should have never trusted my brother with chocolates. He's not very reliable.

Why didn't I think things through. Ughhhh

After a while Raquel finally stops throwing up. I help her up and she flushes the toilet. I walk her over to the sink so she can wash her mouth.

"Pasensya na kung nakikita mo akong ganito," Raquel whispers out of me. She refuses to look at me and it makes me feel worse.

"Actually it's me who has to apologize to you," I reply looking down at my feet.

"Anong ibig mong sabihin?" She ask.

"Well... kita mo naman...," I begin, but Raquel cuts me off as she runs back to the toilet to throw up again.

"Eto na ang huling kagkakataon na hihingi ako ng tulong kay Max," I sigh walking to Raquel to hold her hair again.

"Parang mamamatay ako," Raquel croaks out.

"Kung i-pacheck kaya kita sa doktor?" I ask her.

"Please!" She groans out in pain.

I help her back to the sink to clean her mouth and hands and we head out of the bathroom.

"May kailangan ka pa ba  sa office mo?" I ask her.

"Pwede paki kuha ng wallet ko?" She says.

I let her sit at an empty cubicle and I quickly head over to her office.

Woah. I've never seen the inside of her office. It's an organized cluttered mess. Weird. I tough her desk would be spotles, but there are five files of paper on it.

Then I notice the opened box of chocolates. I run over and grab the box of chocolates and dumo them in trash.

"Fucking expired chocolates," I mumble as I look around for her purse. I find it under her desk and walk out of her office.

"Could you lock the office please, then locks the department floor entrance on the way out?" She asks.

"Sure," I reply

I lock everything and help her into my car.

"Salamat sa lahat nang ginagawa mo sakin ah, ang sweet mo talaga," Raquel says.

"Uh... syempre?" I reply stupidly, I know I should tell her it's my fault, but I'm scared that if she will refuse to let me take her to the hospital.

So I keep my mouth shut and drive her to the hospital. She is looking pretty bad now, so I quickly get her out of the car and into the emergency room.

I drag Raquel over to the front desk and explain, "yung kaibigan ko po nakakain ng masama at ngayon ay nagsusuka,"

"Please wag mo syang hayaan na sumuka dito," the front desk lady pleads.

"Edi hanapan mo'ko ng doktor ngayon para di na sya sumuka!" I reply.

The lady quickly looks at her computer and finds someone, she tell us to sit down and wait a few mins for the doctor.

I sit her down in a chair and she looks so nauseous, she's ready to pass out. I let her lean her head on my shoulder and if I didn't feel so guilty I would be jumping from joy at this small contact with her.

" Zyra Raquel Abuel" a nurse calls out.

"Here is she," I reply helping Raquel up and pushing her to the nurse who helps me carry her in.

I've got lots of explaination to do to the doctor.