Fortune Favors The Brave

Kiara nodded. "Have you ever seen any type of doctor regarding these episodes, other than these trips to the ER?"

Justin frowned and shook his head. "Do I seem like the kind of person who'd do that?" He asked, smirking.

Kiara chuckled sightly. "Based on your little performance earlier, I'd say no."

"He wasn't helping...and I don't like being told things I don't want to hear..." Justin mumbled.

"Sometimes what you don't wanna hear is what's best for you Justin," said Kiara.

"I know..." Justin sighed, curling up more.

"Justin, You can take my advice, or you can ignore it," said Kiara. "but I recommend you allow me to bring someone from our psych department to speak with you before you leave here."

"W-Why...?" Justin asked, sounding worried, which just made his breathing worse again.

"I just want you to talk to them," said Kiara gently. "It's not exactly my area for expertise, but due to you history I think you may have an anxiety disorder."

Justin frowned. "What? N-no...I don't..." He said, coughing as he started panicking again.

"Justin, you gotta relax," said Kiara. "You're gonna make yourself sicker."

"I-I'm fine..." Justin mumbled.

"It won't hurt just to talk to them sugar," said Kiara. "Just talk, that's all."

Justin stared at her for a few seconds before giving a small nod, tying to calm himself down.

"I'll even stay here with you while you talk to them if you want," said Kiara.

Justin nodded again, still staring at her.

Kiara smiled. "It'll be okay, I promise."

Justin pulled a face and curled up more, slowly looking away from her; mumbling something in his native language.

Kiara just sighed softly.

"I...feel sick..." Justin groaned, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Kiara nodded, grabbing the nearest empty trashcan just in case. "Just breathe sugar," she told him. "It's alright."

Justin gave her a small smile, though he had the frightened look in his eyes again. He coughed and sat up, taking the trash can from her.

Kiara knew she should be going after other patients, but something kept her in the room with Justin.

After Justin had been sick, he put the trash can down and curled up again, whimpering quietly.

Kiara gently rubbed his back.