Give Me Love // jemi

chapter 15

(joes pov)
demi walked in the door as i was looking for my car keys. "you're home early." i said. she nodded and immediently grabbed her phone dialing a number. why would she come home this early?

I kept looking on the table for my keys and was listening in on her phone call. "hi is this dr. Randall's office? I need to make an appointment." Demi said. "Demetria Jonas. my birthday is 8/20/92." and I knew they asked for the last for digits of her social security number because I heard her say 6382. "yeah. I've been getting pretty nauseous and tired. about 2 weeks or So now. it's been affecting my job that's why I decided to come in." I kept listening. "yeah Tomrrow works great for me. 8:30. alright thank u." she Hung up.

"everything okay?" I asked her. she shook her head. "i puked again today. Trish gave me 3 days off and told me to see a doctor." she whined. "well maybe it's for the best dem." I told her. she probably needed one is shes sick.

she shook her head. "I'm fi-" just as she began to speak she walked faster over to the trash can and starts vommiting. I grabbed her hair and immediently started rubbing her back for her. "Demi you need to go to the doctor." she finished and shrugged. "I feel fine." she said.

she's too stubborn. which can be good and bad. In the particular case bad. "go get in bed." i told her. she laughed and started walking towards our bedroom.
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