BlueK Dynasty: The 1st Seven Days Read Free Page B

that was making her anxious.   
    Yet Kurma never threw up
due to anxiety. If anything she became fidgety and felt the need to
prioritize and organize something. This feeling she had now was
intense. It was as if her stomach was being turned upside down. The
pain in her lower region was backbreaking. She tried to steady
herself but became faint. Goosebumps rose all over her skin, and
her body’s temperature dropped.   
    Her breath came out in
frosty puffs as if she were outside in the cold. Kurma was scared
to death. What had she done to deserve this? She had sex one time,
and all of a sudden she felt so ill. Falling to the floor, she
clawed at her stomach. Her insides were on fire, and it felt like
her internal organs were being torn out. Her belly button, most of
all, felt like someone was ripping it out with a metal clothes
hanger.   
    Tears fell from Kurma’s
eyes. She felt weak as she tried to call out for Santino. Reaching
up to the doorknob, she saw her skin changing colors. Quickly she
snatched her hand back. She steadied it in front of her. Like a
chameleon trying to match its surroundings, Kurma changed from
olive to pink, from pink to yellow, from yellow to a weird
fish-scale pattern. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. Fine hair
sprouted in patches from her hands to her arms, baby blue like
bird’s eggs. Frantically she stood up and tried to claw the
feather-like hair from her body. Lines of blood appeared where she
tore and scratched.   
    Kurma was about to
hyperventilate; she had no idea what was happening to her. Just as
her temperature had dropped, it rose again and soared to an
unbearable heat. Kurma felt as if she were on fire. Tearing at her
hair, she screamed out loud and fell into the shelves of
toiletries   behind her. No matter what she did, she was on fire, and the
hair didn’t stop growing. Twisting the shower on, she threw her
body into the water, and was quickly released from her
hell.   
    Water ran down her face
and back, and matted her waist-length hair to her body. The pain in
her stomach ceased, but everything else tingled. Her stomach felt
empty, as if there were a void in her middle. Kurma feared the
worst. She didn’t even want to think what that feeling
meant.   
    Even though her body felt
shaken up, Kurma did feel better. Suddenly she heard a voice that
sounded like Santino’s.   
    “ I
can’t,” she said. “Hear you,” she finished quietly to
herself.   
    As she opened the shower’s
glass door, she heard the doorknob rattle. Kurma remembered what
her skin looked like and froze. Santino couldn’t see her like this.
Grabbing the nearest towel, she huddled in the shower and turned
off the water. What would he say when he saw what she had
become?   
    There was a bang at the
door.   Oh my
God , thought Kurma.   He’s going to break down the
door. My mom’s going to kill me!   
    Her hands began to itch,
and her body felt lightweight. She felt the need to escape the tiny
bathroom, but Santino was on the other side of the door trying to
charge in. She faced a dilemma, and felt the fight-or-flight mode
come over her.   
    There was another loud
thud at the door, and Santino’s ginormous body came crashing
through. At that very moment, there was a blinding pain in Kurma’s
eyes that made her body spasm out of control. In an instant her
limbs bent in on themselves, and it felt as if her muscles had
stretched and torn at an unbearable rate—too quickly for Kurma to
brace herself.   
    Santino looked deformed as
he lunged for her. Throwing her hand up as a shield, she realized a
huge, steel rod protruded from her wrist, sharp and piercing. In
shock she screamed at the top of her lungs and fell forward out of
the tub. She saw Santino’s teeth and eyes and knew she was in
jeopardy.   
    In response to the animal
that was Santino, Kurma’s body transformed into a beast. It was
twice the size of Kurma’s normal physique. The steel rod—now
attached to a baby