Chapter 40: The News

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"Margot you need to get to a doctor."

I didn't bother to speak.

"These-You shouldn't be dealing with this."

"I know."

"It's not good. How bad does it hurt."

"On a scale of 1 to 10..I'd Say 20."

"I'm gonna book an appointment."

I nod.
"Thanks."

These pains that Ive been having in my back haven't been so good. Especially since I haven't been experiencing any symptoms. Which wasn't a good thing. It could lead to something very awful.

"Something's wrong." I said,looking at J

"What?" He said putting the phone to his ear,looking worried.

"I don't know. Just something." I stated,confused.

He crossed his arm.
"Hello?" Jared asked.

I thought he was talking to me for a second there but someone picked up the phone. Probably a doctor or whatever.

After waiting a few minutes till he was off the phone I heard him say 'ok great'
I was hoping he was saying that after the doctor said everything I'm dealing with was normal but I knew I was wrong when Jared walked up to me.

He put his phone in his packet pocket.

"Uh...they want you in today."

"Well-what did he say?"

"He wants to tell you in person.."

"Why can't you just tell me."

"Id rather not."

I place my hand on his chest.

"Baby. Is everything okay?"

He looks away and shakes his head.

I pull away my hand and let him walk off.

This made me have anxiety. His emotions made me nervous and scared. So many questions needed to be answered but I know he won't tell me anything.

"Jared can you at least tell me what time I have to be over there?" I said sitting down on the couch.

"In one hour." He stated

"Should I start going." I asked

"Yeah why not. I'll be here."

"Okay then...Ill be back at least and hour and a half."

"Okay Love you." He said walking up to me.

"Love you too."

He grabs my neck and kisses my forehead.

I smile.

"Send me the address or whatever it's called so I can get to the place."

"Okay."

I grab my purse and keys and head out to the doctors.

~*~*~*

"Hi!"

"Hey! How can I help you?" The receptionist asked.

"Um I came here to see Mr.Petrovich? I believe."

"Did you set up an appointment?"

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