"Take a deep breath, Maureen!" Dr. Marquez instructed.
"AAAAAHHHH Fck!!!" I cursed, struggling to breathe. Each breath felt like a dagger in my chest. "IT HURTS!!! SHT!!!"
"Alright! That's enough for today!" He said, removing the apparatus he had put on me. I coughed and spat out blood, my body weakened, and I collapsed onto the bed before losing consciousness.
"You look pale, I can't help but notice, Maureen, you're drastically losing weight. Is there something wrong?" Marshan asked me. I gripped the spoon tightly and looked at her. All eyes were on me, as if waiting for an answer. We were in the cafeteria, having lunch.
Yrew and Yasha gazed at me with concern, well aware of my situation.
"You know I've always been dependent on drugs. I'm actually trying to get rid of them, that's wh
