#Chapter53
Pulling into school the following Monday was hell. I felt awful. I was still coughing up blood which sure as hell wasn't normal but the result's from El's doctor hadn't come in yet. She of course didn't know all the symptoms I was currently having either. I refused to let anyone know besides the doctor. If Harry found out he'd come home for sure and be at risk of getting fired. He didn't need anything else to worry about but his career, I was fine...this just had to be the flu or something. I'd be fine....the baby would be fine...I had to believe that, for the sake of my own sanity at least.
/"Cryssy!/" I flinched at the sound of my name. The sound of heavy shoes slowly became louder until Liam stood proudly at my side. He was wearing the leather jacket I'd gotten him for his birthday last month and grinned his normal smile. /"What's up- oh wow Cryssy are you sick? You look like a ghost/" he frowned.