On The Low Again

Chapter 7

Jeremy POV

Marcel, are you okay?"

"I-i-"

Before he could say anything else, he passed out on the floor. I run over to him calling for help. One of the waitress dialed 911 and a few minutes later the paramedics arrived. They lifted him on the stretcher and sped off. I looked at the ambulance driving off the thinking what just happened.

I ran outside to the parking lot and got in my car. I quickly turned on engine and followed the ambulance. I was determined to figure out what happened. After running several lights, I finally made it to the hospital and found a space to park. I got out and headed inside. When I walked in, I could see them take inside. I entered the building and immediately took a seat. I didn't know how long I would have to wait to talk to him since I don't know what they're doing. I'm guessing I would have to wait.

Sunday Morning

I woke up to a heavy hand shaking me. I quickly jump up and it's one of the doctors.

"I'm sorry to disturb but are you Jeremy Jones."

"Yeah I am."

"Well we found your name in his phone and we're wondering what relation we had to him."

I couldn't tell him I wasn't family because they wouldn't tell me what is wrong.

"I'm his brother." I lied.

"Oh, well I must tell you that your brother had got a case of food poisoning. We were able to clean out his stomach and he is now resting."

I sighed in relief knowing he was okay. I might of went crazy if anything would of happened to him.

"That's great. Um.. Can I see him?"

He nodded and pointed to me to the room he was at. I walked over to the room and slowly opened the door. I looked to see him flicking through channels. I cleared my throat to let him know I was present. He quickly turned to me and smiled.

"Hey JermJerm."

"When did you come up with that?"

"When I was vomiting out the food you made me eat last night."

We both laughed and I walked to the chair next to him.

"How you feeling?"

"Alright. I just have a raging headache."

"Were you allergic to any of that stuff you ate last night?"

"I'm not sure. I've never been allergic to anything. Maybe it this illness getting the best of me" , he silently chuckled.

I quickly sat up to what he just said.

"What illness?"

"I have-ummm..."

"You have a what? I said starting to get irritated.

"I have---"

Before he could finish, a 5'8 dark skinned woman came in wearing a blue and black dress sundress.

"Marcel, honey, are you okay?"

"Ma, I'm fine. Just caught a case of food poisoning last night, no biggy."

"No biggy? You could been severely I'll, or even worse, you could of been--"

"Mom, I'm fine." He said cutting her off. She quickly sat up and glanced at me.

"Well who is this handsome young man?" She smiled.

"Um I'm Jeremy, Marcel's Friend."

"Well nice to meet you, I'm Marcel's mom, Christine. I'm glad Jeremy has gotten to make some new friends."

I brought up my hand for a handshake but instead she gave me a hug. It was kinda uncomfortable but I didn't care. I look over to see him giggling. She finally let go and looked back over to Marcel.

"Well honey I have to get back to a job interview. I'll be back to check up on you. See ya sweetheart."

She gave him a kiss on the forehead and me a quick nod as she exited room.

"What was that all about?"

"She loves meeting my friends, since I never had many."

"Oh, I didn't know."

"Yeah, you should seen what she did when she met my bro Jordan. She threw us both an entire party." He started laughing.

"Think she'll do that with me?" I teased.

"Probably. She really seems to like you."

"I see."

We sat there for a minute until Marcel's phone started ringing. He quickly picked up and started talking. I couldn't tell what he was talking about but he seemed frustrated. When he hung up, he quickly turned to me with pleading eyes.

"What?"

"Could you do me a favor?"

"What is it?"

"My friend Jordan was coming down here to visit but he came earlier than expected. You think you can go pick him up for me and take him to my house? I'll give you the address.

" Alright, where is he at?"

"He's at the airport. He waiting outside. I'll send you a picture of him so you know what he looks like."

"Alright, but you owe me."

"Okay okay, just go."

I got up from the out the seat and headed to my car. I didn't want to leave Marcel but helping him out might make him a little bit more fond with me. I hope that's how it turns out.

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