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Okaaayyy I know I said I was going to update over the weekend but it was actually really hard so this is 19.5/20 lol. And I'm so sorry that this is short guys, but a chapter is a chapter hey :/ -hazelle who needs hugs

THIS IS A VERY TRIGGERING CHAPTER. (YES I KNOW IT'S CLICHE AND I'M NOT CHANGING IT SUCK MY ASS)

The songs for this (awkwardly written) chapter are:

Sacrifice- Elton John (original version)

When I Look at You- Miley Cyrus (if you listen to acoustic version of this you'll probably cry, I know I was bawling lol x)

Also someone pointed out I didn't put a quote at the beginning of the last chapter so here we go:

"That is the thing about us both- She would remain outside // Willing to stay around // Until the day I couldn't even recognize myself."

Gena's POV

I struggle to keep my eyes open as we drive to the hospital. Sidney rests his free hand on my thigh as I lay my head against the window. "Do you want to get coffee or something on the way back?" He asks and my head throbs. I can't bring myself to speak, so I simply nod and he frowns again.

...

My chest is aching with pain by the time we get to the hospital. "We're here." Sidney says and again I nod. I open the car door and the second my feet hit the ground, I'm slammed with a bout of dizziness. I grab Sidney's arm and my head rolls onto his shoulder.

We approach the secretary's desk and I do my best to tell her what's going on.

"We'll have somebody with you right away." She tells Sidney and I, and I nuzzle my face into Sidney's chest. Sidney and I walk over to three empty seats. I collapse into the chair next to Sidney and compact myself into the seat. I notice Sidney staring at me before I lay my head on my shaking knees. The hospital is too cold, even in my-Sidney's hoodie, I'm freezing.

The wait feels like eternity. I fall asleep, but I'm soon awoken by a stabbing pain in my stomach. I literally choke for air, and Sidney rests his hand on my shoulder. He lets me lay down over his lap and the extra chair and I'm partially relieved. Sidney plays with my hair and I look up at him.

"What's wrong?" He says gently, kissing my fingers.

"Just pains." I say almost silently.

"Where?" he asks.

"Everywhere. Chest pains."

"Are you okay?" Sidney pushes my hair behind my ear and I try to nod although the pain is nearly overwhelming.

"It's been happening a lot lately." I admit and screw my eyes shut as more pain stabs through my body. I stretch a little bit, trying to get comfortable.

Sidney asks if I've dropped any more weight and I solemnly nod.

"There's something wrong with me." I tell him before I can process the words coming from my mouth.

"No there's not, you're fine." Sidney says, his voice nothing but uncertainty. A nurse calls for me, and Sidney and I follow her into a grey room that reminds me of prison walls. The door slams shut and a tear drips from my eye. The doctor tries to make Sidney leave and my heart stops.

"Dr. Knowles, please, just let him stay." I beg. The doctor stands her ground, and with a few words Sidney leaves the room."

...

Eons later I return to Sidney. I explain how all of my rates were high and his face goes white.

"Everything's high, Sid. My respiratory, blood pressure, literally everything. I'm scared." My voice cracks at the end.

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