Chapter Thirty nine

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We got out of the car and walked to the doctors office. I was still thinking about how Jacob lied to me. I didn't even hold his hand as we were walking. He opened the door for me and I walked in again. I talked to the front desk lady and sat down waiting for my name to get called. I sat there on my phone as I felt Jacob just looking at me.

Jacob: Y/n?

Y/n: Yeah, I said looking away from my phone?

Jacob: We're ok? Right, he said concerned?

Y/n: Yeah of course, I lied.

Jacob: Ok, he grabbed my thigh and went on his phone.

I squeezed my legs together making him move his hand.

He looked at me confused. I didn't look at him. That's when I saw out of the corner of my eye he was texting someone.

Y/n: Who you texting, I said still looking at my phone?

Jacob: No one, he said swiping out of it really quick.

Y/n: Really, I looked at him? Cause I think I saw you just texting someone, I said now getting mad he was lying to me.

Jacob: Look it n-

He got cut off by the doctor coming out and saying my name.

Doctor: Y/n? Y/n, Petrou?

I stood up and looked at the doctor.

Doctor: Hello again, Miss, Petrou, she said putting her clip board under her arm.

Y/n: Hello, I said smiling.

Doctor: Now follow me to your room.

Y/n: Ok, I said following her.

I couldn't believe this! As I walked down the hallway I couldn't stop thinking about Jacob. I couldn't stop thinking about what he could be doing behind my back. He's the one person I trust in this world. Is he cheating on me, my heart skipped a beat or two? I can't be a parent on my own. That's when my face flushed with sadness and hurt. As we entered the door I put my phone and my bad down. I sat on the bed and just stared with a face of sadness and terror on my face.

The doctor looked at me confused. She looked back at Jacob who was just as if not more concerned.

Doctor: Ok so just pull your shirt up a little bit, and then I'll start unthreading your stitches.

Y/n: Ok, I pulled my shirt up still deep in thought.

I sat there the whole time and thought about what he could have been saying on those texts and who he was texting. I WANT TO KNOW IF HES CHEATING ON ME!

The doctor started to pull on the stitches and cut them. It hurt a little bit but it wasn't as bad as I thought. Then again I wasn't thinking at all. She started to pull the stitches out as Jacob watched I sat there half way zoned out. I looked at Jacob who was looking at the the stitches the doctor cut and pulled out of me.

He tried to make eye contact with me but I looked away. Why would I look at him when he could be cheating on me. I looked back at him when I felt him not looking at me anymore. I looked back at his expression and saw he was smiling a little bit more concerned.

Doctor: One more stitch to go, she said pulling one out, and putting it on a tray.

Y/n: Yay, I said a little genuinely happy because I was gonna be able to do things normally again, but also sad.

What if he's cheating on me? 

I watched as the doctor pulled the last stitch out. I looked down at my stomach and saw no scars.

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