You're HIV Positive

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Fuck sake. I can't fucking believe it. I'm shitting it right now.

I'm sitting down waiting for the damn results.

"Eric Johnson". I heard my doctor call.

I walked in sat down and look at him. He tried to look normal and make himself comfortable. Like seriously are u the one with a chance of HIV?

"You're HIV posotive"

He crarrid on saying stuff about being sorry but I couldn't hear it. The time has stopped. This is it I'm infected. My life is over.

"Thank you" I said and got up as he was still talking.

For the next few days I couldn't give a shit about anything. I slept in my bed, drank and smoked bud. In other words marijuana.

What the fuck am I gonna do now? I have all these thoughts in my head. There's no cure for this dieseas. It's going to slowly ruin me.

"Did you not hear me knock?"

I turned around to see Scott.

" seriously man what's worng, you like shit. You don't answer my phone calls text back. I was getting worried."

"I'm fine"

He went to pick up the post that was lying on the floor" you have some shit here man aren't you gonna read it ?"

" it can wait "

"Clearly it can't if it says urgent on it" he said sarcastically.

"Open it" I said.

As he opened it and read it he sat down. I turned around to see him cry.

" stop being a bitch" I said.

"What you gonna do now"

" fuckall "

" does anyone know?" He asked.

" probably Claire she the one who gave it me"

"Holy shit"

"Look man I need to go hospital today we will meet later" I lied about the hospital.

"Yeah call me if you need me" he said hurt as he knew I'm chatting shit.

"Take care bro" he walked out.