Emison:True Love

Doctors Appointment

Alison pov

I was standing in the queue waiting to place my order when I heard the for swing open so hard that it hit the wall behind it. I turned to see Hanna searching  the room frantically.

"Han!" I shouted.

She ran over to me her eyes wide. "Ali you need to come." Hanna pulled my arm. "It's Emily."

I ran out of the grill after Hanna following her to the alley beside the grill. My heart stopped the moment I turned the corner. Emily was unconscious on the ground.

"Em!" I screamed as I ran to her. 

I placed her head on my legs and held her face with my hands. I stroked her face gently as tears ran down my face.

"Hanna call an ambulance!"

Hanna searched through her pocket for her phone.

"No ambulance I'm fine." I looked to see Emily looking up at me weakly.

"Em you collapsed in the street. We need to get you to a hospital."

"Should I phone?" Hanna was holding her phone confused.

"Yes!"

"No!" Emily said at the same time as me.

I signed. "We go to the doctors then if you won't go to the hospital."

"Fine." She reluctantly agreed.

She slowly sat up as Hanna and I helped her to her feet.

"Can you get her into the car while I phone the doctor."

I watched as Hanna took Emily over to our car.

Emily pov

I couldn't believe I was back at the doctors less than a month after I had been last time for the injuries A gave me. As we pulled up to the doctors my stomach turned. I didn't know what was wrong with me and why I kept being so sick or what happened beside the grill today. My eyes filled with tears as we sat for a moment in the car.

"Em are you okay?" Ali put her arm round me.

I nodded and we got out the car.

I hated the smell of doctors surgeries and hospitals. I sat down while Ali went to the reception to tell them we were there. As soon as Ali sat down next to me my name was called. I stood up slowly because my head was still spinning and I felt weak.

My doctor was sitting at her desk waiting on me. She gave a small smile.

"How are you feeling Emily?"

"I'm okay." I sat down across from her.

"So I heard what's been going on with you. Your friend filled in my receptionist."

"What do you think is wrong?" I asked.

"It could be a number of things but I do have a few questions."

She paused for a moment making awkward eye contact with me.

"Have you taken a pregnancy test?" I couldn't believe she just asked me that.

"No I'm not pregnant."

"There is always a possibility."

"Not for me. My wife is sitting outside in the waiting room for me." I scorned her.

"And there is no way you could be pregnant?" I knew exactly what she was insinuating and it made me want to scream at her. How dare she question my loyalty to Alison. 

"No! zero percent chances of that." I tried to hide my anger.

"I think we best take some blood from you and have you checked out completely." She went over to the big white cupboard facing me and began pulling things out; a syringe, a box of band aids, some little cartridges. 

I hated getting blood took it was horrible. I hated how I always felt after it.