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At Alya's House
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Alya's POV

He can't know. He can't find out that I have Cystic Fibrosis. I ran to the bathroom to put all the medicines (which had previously been safely stored on my night stand) in my cabinet. I put my breathing machine under my big bed and put on my portable oxygen tank.

"Alya do us all a favor and breathe, we really can't afford you to have an episode," my sister told me as she stood in my doorway.

"Get out you twit Miles is coming over and I'm trying to clean and so help me if you tell hi-," I paused there so I could take some breaths from my tank.

"Tell him what? That you have CF and you haven't told anyone for a stupid reason? Okay my mouth is closed. Tell mom to adjust your meds, would you? The bitchy moody phase isn't cutting it," she said with her mouth in a sour smirk.

Other than my sibling, nobody knows, but.. Julie Maslany. She basically blackmailed me into spilling everything I tried to keep a secret for a very long time. It was for her ''personal student files," she said. Even though that was short for "selling your secrets TMK." Julie said that there was something special about me that she wanted. It was that I could make Miles happy. She hated me for that so she told me my life would be hell if I didn't do what she wanted. So basically I am slowly killing Miles and I through little quips from Keaton's famous Julie Maslany.

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Short ASF I know!
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Ok I know I said that Julie was in fact not going to interfere with the relationship BUT I couldn't/could help it! So you have to deal with it because there is going to be more loop de loops through this story
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⏰ Last updated: Jan 07, 2017 ⏰

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