Fun fact, it took me four hours to come up with this disease and everything about it. Here's a fun hint, it's important to the story.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I helped my last patient of the day back into bed, his stitches had ripped twice to the point that the CMO had to scold the doctor and call for logan. But I told him he didn’t need to disturb the medic alpha. I did the stitches myself, and they haven’t ripped since. The patient is stubborn, grumpy, and every bit sour to be around. But when I work, I don’t care for their personalities.My job is to save their lives. Not to like them. I pulled the sheets over his body and made sure he was comfortable. I was about to turn around and leave when his hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. Yanking me forcefully onto his body. I pushed back, and a snapping sound had me screaming as I fell to the ground. My wrist had twisted in the process.He looked at me and laughed. “That must have hurt.”“You son of a bitch. Why would you do that?!” Another nurse burst into the room, she gasped as she stared at where I was on the floor. Holding on to my bruised numb hand.“This nurse trie
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I know myself more than anyone else. So when something in my body, my consciousness goes off, i can feel it. Bad dreams are omens, warning signs for me.This is another nightmare. I could tell. The storm, the strewn-up trees, they were the signs I'm about to have a terrible dream. The howling wind screamed through the forest, whipping the branches into a frenzy and sending leaves swirling around me like a cyclone. The sky above was an angry, churning mass of dark clouds, illuminated sporadically by flashes of lightning that cast eerie, fleeting shadows on the ground. Each thunderclap was a deafening roar, shaking the very earth beneath my feet.The forest was alive with the sound of the storm, but it was a hostile, menacing life. The trees, gnarled and twisted, loomed over me like the skeletal fingers of some ancient giant, their bark rough and blackened as if scorched by some forgotten fire. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a pu
{Third Person Point Of View}In another state, far away from Avery and the nightmares that plagued her. There was another girl pacing about deep in thought and confusion. In the house she had grown to call home, and a room she spent every night in. Sometimes she didn’t leave the room at all.The room was shrouded in darkness as she stepped cautiously forward, her breath shallow and quick, each exhalation a quiet puff in the still air. Her eyes strained against the blackness, every corner and shadow blending into a uniform void. She paused, holding her breath, listening intently for any sound that might indicate another presence. There was nothing. The silence was thick, almost tangible, and it brought a small measure of relief. No footsteps, no whispers, no signs of life besides her own. The absence of noise eased the tight knot of anxiety that had been building in her chest. She always did feel safe when she stayed by herself.Her surroundings, however, did little to soothe her. To h
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I threw my bag over my shoulders, ready to head off to work. I let the nightmare fade into the back of my mind, I just can’t let myself be haunted. I hopped down the stairs, my stomach tightened at the prospect of eating so I’m going to skip food today. If I get enough water, I should be fine until lunch. Hopefully, at that time, I’ll feel hungry enough to eat something later. I had just gotten to the bottom when I heard Logan’s voice.“Another one? We’ll be there soon- she’s not going into labor, how is that even possible? The obstetrician said her contractions are- that just doesn’t make any sense. She didn’t show any negative signs, did she? A slit to the throat? Yes, I’m heading out now. They need to stabilize her and try to get her to go into labor.”He hung up just as I revealed myself. Logan looked tense.“Oh good, you’re ready. We’ll take my sports car.”His what? Some days I forget that his family is vastly wealthy thanks to the way he lives. His house is
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Gareth and Ryan spoke to the woman. Her story was quite a horror show. She was married, the same as the last victim who told me this is what her husband had done to her throat. The same thing happened to this woman. She said she couldn’t remember what her husband looked like, but the night before she couldn’t see. Her story was bizarre. Logan asked me to do some work so the most I know is that her relationship was competitive. She was taken away from her family by love, she got pregnant a week after that. Nine months later... she ended up in this situation.She said she saw the red flags but she couldn’t leave after making such a fuss about being in love. She’s a mess. Bruises on her skin, scratches under her eyes, and her fingernails were peeled off. I don’t even know how the baby came out okay.I ran my hands over my arms as I filed another patient’s bloodwork. Checking if it was clean. Just doing all I can to keep myself busy. I wonder if she’s okay. Who is doi
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I woke up to soft tapping against my face, logan was back into the clothes he had worn this morning. His scrubs are gone. How long was I out?“How are you feeling?”“Much better. I just.... I think seeing that woman, and thinking about the case has got me feeling off.” I told him, getting off the chair.“I can see why. Although I’ve seen cases like this alot. Ryan says to call him when you’re feeling better.”“You see cases like this?”He nodded, giving me my already packed bag. “When I first started this as a medic alpha, there was an old lady who hated teenage boys. Ryan was started out too and that was his first big case. If anyone can figure out who’s doing this, I know it’s him. We have our differences but I trust him with my life. We’re honest with each other.”“Like boyfriends,” I say without thinking. Logan actually chuckled, and my heartbeat was suddenly louder.“Not like that. Like brothers. My brothers are alright but I’m not as close to them as I shoul
/THE PAST/{~~Logan Grey~~}We’re getting married in a few months. I should be ecstatic, but instead, I’m full of worry, gripped by a fear that something is wrong. My instincts about these things are rarely ever wrong, so something isn’t right. I looked at Ava as she smiled at something on her phone. She looked so bright whenever she smiled like she was the sunshine itself. But there was something about her happiness at this moment that didn’t feel like the usual.She kept taking photos of her ring and laughing. I felt uneasy. My phone vibrated, and I shot a glance at it. I checked it, taking my eyes off her with unease. It was my brother, Ronan. He was coming into town to get his son tested. He was showing signs of a basic flu, but my panicky brother thinks it could be something more. He wanted to check if I’d still see my nephew. I reconfirmed and brought my gaze back to Ava, but she was gone.I got up immediately, feeling something clawing at my chest. What the fuck? Where is she?
{~~Logan Grey~~}I blinked from where I was standing in my room, my shirt halfway on my body. Wait a fucking minute, I never opened that fucking box. The memory just seemed to fly in randomly just now. I finished putting on my shirt and ran towards the closet. She packed all of her things, some of mine but she didn’t touch the travel bag. I never kept anything in it, so she assumed it was empty. The box was still there, fucking hell. At least I would get to know a little bit about what she was hiding, other than the fact that she was seeing another alpha.I think I lash out these days because I’m still angry at Ava. How she tossed years away just like that. It was so easy for her. I couldn’t get the box to open, there was no keyhole either. Which was odd. I threw it at the wall but it only created a dent.I groaned in frustration. Just great. I kept a box that I could not even open, just great. The door to my bedroom opened forcefully, and Avery’s panicked face was the first thing I s