Miserable at Best (Sequel to Our Never Ending Melody) (NateWantsToBattle)

Chapter 13

6:30 in the morning. I'm actually surprised, Briar is still asleep. 

She's usually wakes up for a feeding at 6:00. Maybe Morgan fed her earlier. Nate and Morgan are trying to change her feeding schedule, and her sleep schedule. Briar is getting too used to sleeping on her father in the middle of the night, which isn't good for her, but also isn't good for Nate either.

With his Spine damaged the way it is, him sleeping on his back is only going to cause him pain.

I stare at the clock on the oven, silently drinking my coffee. I am the only one awake... Or so I thought.

As I sat there, I see Nate walk out of the hallway into the kitchen, fully dressed, and not looking tired.

"Hey." He started, looking up. "Can you help me with something?" He asked with a hushed tone.

He's up to something. "Why are.."

"Does my spine look crooked to you?" He asked, as I stand up.

Why would he asked that?

"Why is that concerning you?" I ask walking to him.

"Is it?" He asked.

"Why?"

"Cause, I fell asleep funny last night, and I woke up in pain. I remember reading something the other day, and I'm scared that the pain I'm feeling is from scoliosis. It's a possible Symptom."

Man, he's freaking out.

"You look fine." I tell him.

He just looked at me, before grabbing his jacket off the hook, putting it on.

"Wait, where are you going?" I ask him silently.

He looked at me. "I have a stupid doctors appointment, I think it's an MRI or something." Nate said to me, as he fixed his hair, putting some coffee in a mug.

"What time is this appointment?" I ask.

"Eight." He answered, not looking at me.

"Why is it so early?" I ask him.

"I made it that way."

"Why?"

"Cause, Morgan will still be asleep when I leave, and by the time I get back, her and Briar should just be waking up." He told me, as he started spinning around, trying grab the other sleeve of his coat.

I stop him from spinning, helping him with his coat.

"So you made them this early, cause you working them around your daughters sleep schedule?" I ask.

Nate nodded, looking at me. "Yes."

"Well, do you want me to drive you?" I ask.

I don't think he should driving in his condition. He's weak.

"No, I'm okay with driving. I think if we both leave, The ladies will be suspisous.." Nate told me. "Well.. More than they already are.." He trailed off.

"All right," I answer him. "If you need any help, don't hesitate to call me, I'll come get you."

He smiled faintly. "I'll be okay, just a simple appointment. It's not like a surgery or anything." He told me. "The worst thing they would do to me, is stab me with a needle, but I would be okay with it." He said to me.

"Stab you with a needle?" I ask.

"Blood tests."

With a sigh, he looked at his watch. "I got to go, if Morgan asks, just.. just tell her I'll be home shortly." He told me.

With a nod, I watch him grab his coffee.

"Okay."