No Good ≫ t.c

Chapter 56

Rebeca's Pov

Throwing up is usually what happens every morning for me. Next Nash is usually grabbing all my hair away from my face. Every morning for weeks now, Nash and Eric are begging me to go to the doctor but I hate the doctors they always scared me.

"Baby you are burning up again." Nash picks me up while walking back to the bed. I cough feeling so much pain in my chest.

"You need to go to the doctor Rebeca. This is getting out of control, it's becoming a routine now it's not okay." Nash says as he brings the covers closer to me.

My whole body is in pain and I can barely get up to puke my guts out. To be completely honest it's scaring the hell out of me, I know I'm not okay.

"My b-body it h-hurts so much Nash." I cough while trying to talk.

"I'll be right back baby." Nash runs out of the room.

I look at the white ceiling thinking about him. I really don't want to be thinking about him but I can't myself, I miss him like hell. Especially when the only person I want right now is him.

My thoughts are cut off short by Nash and Eric running in my room. I look weakly at their worried and scared expression on their faces. Eric runs to my side of the bed and reaches his hand to place them on my forehead.

"Rebeca we need to go now." Eric voice sounds so worn out I can't even recognize his own voice.

"I can't move, my body hurts so much." I say slowly and quietly not having any energy.

"Call 911 Nash. NOW!" Eric yells right next to me ear, I weakly tap his arm which took all the energy I had left.

"Sorry cupcake." Eric whispers while Nash is practically yelling at the ambulance.

"They will be here in a few." Nash hangs up and rushes to me.

My eyes start closing and at the instant all I wanted was to sleep. Eric and Nash  tapped on my arms keeping me up. I just want to close my eyes.

"Rebeca you have to stay up please." Eric begs while holding on to my arm. I give him a weak nod and try to stay up a little longer.

My eyes betray me and I can't keep them open for any longer. I'm out cold.

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"What is wrong with her?" I hear people talking while I keep my eyes shut trying to listen more about what they will say next.

"We have to wait until she wakes up to give any more information about her condition."  A manly voice says to the other person.

My condition? I slowly open my confused eyes to see 2 doctors and a nurse surrounding the bed that I am currently laying in.

"Hello, Miss Ortiz, I'm Doctor Harris." The mid-age man smiles slightly at me while checking his clipboard.

"I'm Doctor Miller." Another man politely smiles and places his hand on my head to massage my hair lightly.

"What's wrong with me?" I ask the doctors trying to get an answer of 'my condition'.

Doctor Harris's smile falls immediately and he keeps his eyes on his clipboard not even glancing up at me. Anxiety kicks in. I look at him with even more worry in my eyes.

"Well let me break it down in two sides." He says trying make it seem less frightening.

"Good news or bad news?" Doctor Harris says completely stalling.

"Please just tell me Doctor." I beg getting very inpatient.

"Okay here is goes, I'm going to tell you the news." He says making my heart race and my annoyance rise.