'baby did Bailey come in and tell you here plan for your next surgery?',Jackson said walking into my hospital room not even greeting me, I continued to flick through my magazine,
'yep, too bad though',
I said to him, Jackson looked up from his tablet and up at me slightly confused,
'and why would that be y/n?',
Jackson asked me, I sighed slightly before slowly closing my magazine and putting it down,
'I don't want to have another surgery',
I said to him, he looked at me quite shocked,
'but y/n you have to-',
He said to me but I quickly cut him off,
'no I don't! I'm done Jackson, no more surgery',
I said quickly moving my tray table away from me and slowly climbing out of the bed. Jackson looked at me confused and concerned,
'y/n what are you doing? what are you talking about?',