Game Over: Life's Over

Limited

Hey, everyone. I took some vacation days from work to give myself a long weekend and was able to get some writing done. I planned on updating early since the previous chapter was more filler than drama but I was taking advantage of my vacation time. I completely forgot about updating. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and like seeing how the mutation works. I really wanted to make it as realistic as possible. I hope you enjoy it!

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The doctor's office differed from the pediatrician I had seen just weeks prior. This office was different and strange compared to a standard doctor's office. The walls were a plain gray but the decor looked like it was designed for children. It was a weird combination from what I was used to seeing.

A receptionist counter sat in the middle of the room with various nurses walking around and checking the computers. The receptionist seated behind the counter and a computer looked up as we approached her.

"Welcome to Dr. Simmon's office. Can I have the name of the patient?"

"Jacob Williams."

The receptionist typed something into her computer before she handed Mom a clipboard with papers attached. "Please fill these out for us. When you're finished, you can bring them back here."

Mom nodded as she took the forms. "Thank you."

The receptionist nodded and turned back to her computer as we walked away. Mom found two chairs away from the doors and sat down. She set her purse in her lap and got started on the paperwork.

As I looked around the room, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. There weren't too many people in the waiting room. It seemed like it was the type of office you got referred to but you didn't start out there. Like there had to be someone to sign off that you were allowed there. While it was reassuring that there weren't any people there, knowing it was more confidential than most offices made me a little nervous. What were we about to walk into?

Because the genetic mutation was so new and rare, Mom and I didn't know what we were going to face. We didn't know a thing about my future aside from some basic, common myths that had been spread. No one ever talked about the doctors we would have to work with.

Mom signed her name at the bottom of the last page and patted my knee, getting my attention. "I'm going to take these up to the counter. Stay here."

I rolled my eyes. It felt like ever since I got my initial diagnosis, everyone was treating me differently. I hated that my life was changing so suddenly. I wasn't even eighteen yet.

Mom came back and took her seat once more. She didn't seem as nervous as I felt. It was like this was an everyday occurrence for her.

I felt nerves building in my chest the longer we had to wait. I was never good at waiting but knowing that my future was on the line had me feeling uneasy. I didn't know what to expect from this doctor. All I knew was that my life was changing and I wasn't getting a say in it.

The unknown scared me more than anything. Would this doctor be able to answer our questions? I knew this mutation was still fairly unknown to most so I assumed the doctor wouldn't know my exact future. No one did.

I was fine with not knowing what job I was going to get or where I'd go to college but not knowing whether I was going to turn into a baby or not was something that terrified me.

"Jacob?"

I jumped at the sound of my name. A man holding a clipboard stood in the doorway to what appeared to be a hallway. His eyes fell on Mom and me rather quickly and I wondered if they knew who I was before I even showed up.