Am i a bad luck?

Laura's pov.

I was preparing for the office when Leigh came in my room running.She had this scared expression on her face.

"It's Derrick." she said.

I literally ran to where my son was.I found him in the dining room with Liz. He had trouble breathing and his skin was swollen...something like rashes.

"What did you give him?"

I asked Liz.She handed over the half eaten bread to me. She was already panicking.

I took the bread and tasted it.Shit! Garlic.

"Garlic." I said out loud.

"But Derry is allergic to garlic." Leigh said.I took my phone quickly and called Thomas.

"Hospital now!"

That was an order.Minutes later we were ready to go to the hospital. I just realized Liz was not following me when i was by the door.I looked back only to find her on the floor panicking.It must have been hard on her.

"Hey listen to me.You are not to be blamed okay.You didn't know and it's only an allergic reaction, he'll be fine."

I tried reasoning with her.

"You want to go to the hospital with us?" I asked her.She quickly shook her head. It was fine. I decided to deal with Derrick issue first before talking to my friend.I rushed into the car which took off as soon as i got in.

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General Pov.

Elizabeth was panicking.After Laura left, she became worse.She remembered her childhood when her mother had to be admitted for months because of her ignorance.Then their college days when Laura was admitted because of her...she had given her some drugs that had expired. She always considered herself a harm to others that's why she had opted to move away from those close to her.

However she had to come back because she felt that Laura needed her after Ray's death.

She was kinda feeling awful...imagine it had not been even a day and yet someone else was in the hospital because of her.She was having regrets.

The event that destroyed her was that of her mother.Nobody knows...even her best friend Laura.She was young...about Derrick's age when it all happened.The incident left her mum crippled and each and everyday she has to live with all the guilt.

Now you know that the bubbly nature is just a facade to hide her pain.She had learned to forget the event but somehow Derrick's incident triggered everything back.

She grabbed her car keys and drove to the place where she didn't think that she'll ever return to.

"I want to see Mrs.Phillip." She yelled at the security men who were in her way.

"You don't have an appointment madam."

"I don't fucking care. I'm sure she won't send me away if she knows I'm here."

She tried walking past them but one of them grabbed her.

"Please madam calm down so that we can see how to help you."

She decided to calm down since the guy was at least nice to her.

"Let's go to the reception.We'll make a call and see if Mrs.Phillip can see you now."

That was better.At the reception, they made a call but it was not answered. However a text came later saying 'Held up.I'll come out in half an hour.'

The nice man found her a place to sit as she waited.

Any person who saw her at that time would definitely know that she was in some kind of shit.She had messed her hair and her make-up had been spoiled because of all that sweating during her struggle.

Minutes later she was told that she was free to see Mrs Phillips.

As she stood, she felt some eyes on her.She tried to look around but she didn't she anyone. She thought that maybe it was her imagination.

She walked to the office.She did not need to be guided there...she knew the way.In the past that was where she considered her hiding place until she thought that she was fine.Now she was back again...guess she was really not fine.

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"Liz."

Maybe it is better to use Dr.Philip instead of Mrs.Philips. It had been long since the two had last seen each other.Doctor Philip was her therapist when she was 13. It took her years to gather the courage to talk to someone about the incident with her mum.

"I need your help doctor.I was wrong...I have really not gotten over the past.I realized that today when i saw him struggling to breathe...he was in so much pain...I don't know why I'm always a bad luck to those close to me." She was struggling to control her emotions and the doctor must have seen that.

"Why not tell me from the start what happened?"

The therapist said.

If you are wondering whether she is the same therapist Blake met, I'll answer that.She is the same person.

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