Fell harder (Hayes Grier fanfic)

Chapter 9

(Chelsea's POV)

"Oh yeah sure, come on in." I greeted him.

"Okay thank you." He said walking in smiling.

"Can I get you something to drink or eat?" I questioned.

"A coffee would be great" He smiled.

"Okay, I'll get that now" I said making coffee.

"Here, cream or sugar?" I questioned.

"Both please." He replied.

I placed the coffee down in front of him on the table.

"Thank you very much." He said.

"No problem." I smiled.

"Okay, so I am Jerry, your fathers lawyer." He said.

"Hello Jerry, Chelsea." I said shaking his hand.

"It's great to meet you, your dad misses you a lot." He smiled.

"I miss him too, so you live in Cali?" I asked.

"Actually no, just here for vacation!" He exclaimed.

"Oh okay, so what did you need to tell me?" I questioned.

"one minute, where's the bathroom?" He gulped.

"Down the hall, first door on the left." I said.

I had no idea why he was here, I don't even know him. I was really anxious for him to come back out of the bathroom. It felt like hours, maybe he was stalling. Maybe he doesn't want me to know. I just hope this isn't bad news or anything. If it was about my dad why wouldn't he of told me rather then sending this guy? I have no idea I just wanted to know. I sat on the couch anxiously waiting to hear the door open. I practically jumped when he opened the door. When he came out I saw he was on the phone. He walked out onto the balcony and talked on the phone. Gosh, am I ever gonna find out why he's here? So many thoughts were running through my head right now, and I was super tired. I still wasn't feeling very well, and I had a headache. I sat on my couch going through Twitter and following and retweeting some people. He was taking so long and it was driving me crazy. Maybe he's talking to my dad? I have no idea he just needs to hurry up! After anxiously waiting for 35 minutes he came back inside and I've never been happier. I just wanted to go back to bed, I was so tired.

"Sorry, I was talking to a doctor." He said immediately.

"Oh it's okay!" I smiled.

"Okay, so what did you come here to tell me?" I questioned.

"Okay, well umm..." He gulped.

"Just say it!" I said kinda annoyed.

"Your dad well, he has stage 2 stomach cancer...." He sighed.