I clicked my feet on my board and stood tall, hands on my hips looking up at him.
He was staring at me. Blinking and taking a step closer, he placed a hand on my waist, shocking me. Even through the thickness of my jacket, I felt the pressure of his...
A/N: heyyyy. I put some cute songs in the story that I feel like goes with the vibe of the chapter. Anyway, enjoy this one 😌
Bowie's POV
December 28th
12:11 pm
"Everything's been normal I guess."
I stood in front of the bathroom and turned to the side, looking at my thighs and stomach.
I missed my period again which only made me wonder if something was going on internally. "Well, the doctor we saw did say you were having pelvic pain because of all of the practicing you've been doing. Now that you've been off for a couple of days, has it changed dramatically?" Minnow's voice came from my phone that sat on the bathroom counter and I lowered the volume just in case someone came into the bedroom.
"Yeah, a little," I said with a conflicted tone. "Like I haven't had pain as bad as that night but I woke up this morning and I don't know...something feels off. I just can't tell what."
"Please tell me you told one of your sisters or at least Stevie," She said lowly. I could hear the stress in her voice. "I don't like all this secrecy. Whitney and I talk like once a week and I don't like that I know but she doesn't."
I sighed and closed my eyes, placing my hands on my lower abdomen. It felt stiff but normal. You couldn't even tell that something was off because, with all of the working out I'd done the past months, I was pretty ripped. But I could feel like something was off.
Maybe it was a mental thing...like I was tricking myself into believing I was sick because I was so paranoid.
"I don't feel like I should say anything when nothing is really wrong with me," I answered honestly. "The doctor said I was fine so I'm just going to go with it. My sisters are going to freak out and stress and Stevie's going to be even worse."
"But what if the doctor misdiagnosed you?" She countered. "It's not an absolutely wild idea that a doctor undermines the pain of a black female patient before. I mean we've both heard this before."
My brows raised and I swallowed thickly. She had a point. It was so common for black women to be misdiagnosed and gaslit when it came to pain and especially that of the uterus. Statistics didn't lie.
I shook my head, looking at the scar that sat right on my lower abdomen. It was more noticeable in this bikini. I didn't like that it was possibly visible and I huffed, lifting my bikini bottom up.
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"Look, I'm going to see my Oncologist on January 15th. I can wait it out a bit."
"You don't want to call and move the date up a bit closer?" Minnow wasn't one to beat around the bush ever and I knew this was stressing her out more than it should. She was the one who called and checked in to see if I was back to normal.
