cats and Taco Bell. a Jacob Whitesides imagine.

chapter 40

*you both look up and the doctor clears his throat.*

Jacob: oh. hi Dr. Smith.

doctor: hello Mr. Whitesides. they are waiting for you down in physical therapy.

Jacob: what time is it?

doctor: it is 11:32 right now.

Jacob: oh my gosh. I'm late. I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. we'll be down soon. thank you for letting me know. *he nods and walks off*

y/n: shall we? *you say I'm a snooty accent while standing up, trying not to laugh.*

Jacob: we shall. *he bursts out laughing and so do you.*

y/n: okay, but let's go. *you wheel him down the hall and onto the elevator.*

Jacob: how did I get someone like you? you're rolling me around in a wheelchair and I'm only 16. imagine when we're 80. you'll probably still be the one taking care of me.

y/n: and I'm happy to do it. *you smile and kiss him. the elevator doors open and you roll him down to the physical therapy room.*

Jacob: I'm sorry that I'm late. we lost track of time.

nurse: it's okay. let's get started.

y/n: do you mind if I stay here, or do you want me to leave?

nurse: we normally have you wait outside in the waiting room.

y/n: okay. *you look at Jacob.* I'll be right outside when you're done. I love you.

Jacob: okay. I love you too. *you give him a quick kiss and then leave. you get in the hallway and then sit down and your phone vibrates. you read the text. it's from a number that you don't recognize*

"if I can't have you, no one can. this isn't the end babe. 😘" *you reply*

y/n: who the hell is this?! why did you hurt Jacob?! he did nothing to you! and trust me. I will find out who you are and if you as much as lay a finger on Jacob, let's just say that you'll regret it.

person: babe. it's the person that truly love. don't you know? and I like it when you talk like that to me. 😉

y/n: you're a disgusting pig! leave Jacob and me alone!

person: you can't mess with love baby.

y/n: but that's what you're doing! Jacob and I are in love and I'll never EVER love you.

person: you don't even know who I am.

y/n: I don't care who you are. I'll never love someone who tried to KILL the love of my life.

person: just wait babe. just wait. *you don't reply. you just sit there looking at that text not knowing what that means. just wait? just wait for what? you slide your phone into your pocket and hold back your tears. you look up and see that there's not many people in the waiting room. just you and an older couple, but somebody walked in. it's Alex.*