Long Goodbyes

Chapter 9

~Jess's POV~

"I just haven't felt good this past week." Matt says, groaning.

I rub his shoulders, kissing the back of his head time to time.

"What doesn't feel good, babe?"

"My head, and my stomach." He clutches his side.

"Aw baby I hope your not pregnant." I say, leaning my head between his neck, and arm.

"I would usually laugh at that but I really, really don't feel well." He says, causing me to slightly get nervous.

"I'll be right back."

I get out of bed, throwing on Gilinskys black hoodie.

"Nash?" I call down the hall, "Nash!"

"In here!" I stumble into his room, plopping in his desk chair.

"What's up?" He says, smiling up from his phone, but when he see's my watery eyes, his smile drops.

He quickly gets up, kneeling by me.

"Jess what happened?"

"I think something's wrong with Matt..."

"Yeah well a lot of things are wrong with that boy." He chuckles.

I shake my head.

"No like something bad. He can't even move without yelling in pain. Something's up." I say, wiping my cheek.

Thankfully I don't begin to cry much.

"Stomach? Head? "

"Both." I say, messing with Nash's hair.

"Come on. We're getting this kid to the doctors." Nash says, getting up and putting on his vans.

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"We have to do some tests, this looks a lot more serious then the flu." The doctor whispers to me, writing something down.

Jesus why does all this bad shit happen to us.

"When you get the news please call me. She's been having heart issues and I don't need her having another heart attack ." Nash says.

"Of course Mr. Grier. I still have your information. You may sit in the room with Matthew for now."

"Thank you doctor."

I walk into the room, rushing to my boys side.

"How ya feelin bubba?" I ask, playing with his hair.

"Horrible" he whispers, looking up into my eyes.

He looks so sad, so broken, so .. Tired.

Wait..

"Nash." I whisper, looking up at him, eyes wide, "was this how Taylor was when..."

I can't even say it.

"Jess don't think like-"

"Nash stop! I have to know if my husbands going to be alright!" it comes out of my mouth before I can stop it.

"H-husband?" His face turns pale.

Fuck.

"He-he gave me a promise ring.." I tell him, looking down at my sickly Matt, "And I promised."

Matt slightly smiles, kissing my hand.

"O-oh that's.. That's nice. I'll-I'll be right back."

God what did I do.

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~Nash's POV~

Quickly I get out of there.