I don't know.

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"Baby it's me Margo!"

I opened my eyes to see his beautiful sky blue eyes of innocence staring right into my honey brown eyes of fear being released.

My arms went around his waist tighter than ever before. 

"I'm right here baby, I'm not going anywhere, she can't hurt us. I promise."

His hand landed on my head and I felt as his fingers ran through my hair little by little. 

Tears softly streamed down my face. 

Margo held me tight against his chest within his arms I felt protected and safe. 

As I stayed in this position for a few minutes a big urge hit me.  I stood up fast and ran to the bathroom running to the toilet seat , Margo following behind he stood beside me and watched as I vomited.  He grabbed my hair up.

"Mackenzie... What's wrong."

"I don't know..."

I continued to gag. 

"Let me take you to the hospital."

"I'm fine."

"Your not fine."

I looked up to him with bloodshot eyes.  He helped me up as he did this I washed my face and washed my teeth.

Margo sat on the bed waiting for me to finish.

I walked out of the bathroom only to see him on the edge of the bed with full on concern in his face. 

"What do you think it is?"

"I don't know..."

Could it have something to do with that devil?!

"We have to find out out soon Mac,  you have a testimony later at 5:00."

"What time is it?"

"It's 3am let's go." 

He went towards me and lifted me from me from my feet. 

"Margo you don't have to carry me like that."

I smiled faintly.

He grabbed the keys and walked out of our huge home and to his black Silverado truck.  He placed me in the passenger seat leaving a kiss upon my forehead. 

He got on and drove off in silence to the nearest emergency hospital.  Margo's hand held mine.  I felt as blood rushed through fear within all his body.

We parked were the ambulance stopped we're it read in big red flashing letters Emergency. 

He ran off the truck and ran to my side getting me off and taking me within the door of the hospital. 

My anxiety rises up as I started to remember my last encounter inside a hell hole like this one. 

He placed me in a chair.  I watched as he approached a lady in a desk she wrote down in a notepad as he explained the situation. 

From the distanced I read her lips as she said bring her into the room to your left. 

I stood up and made me way towards him,  we both entered the left door together. 

A nurse was already waiting for us. In his blue scrubs he was smiling directly at us. 

"Hello,  I'm James.  May I have the patients name."

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