One More Chance

Forty Five

Milan-

Pop and I were back from our trip and it was so good, I feel like I fell in love with him a little more. Since we been back it's like we're newly weds or some shit, just happy and all over each other.

But, his tour was starting and I couldn't join him, well I didn't want to, I didn't want to be in the way and tonight the night before he leaves we decided to just chill.

"Babes, what we watching?" He walked in the bedroom and crawled up on the bed next to me.
"We're watching, I don't know what we're watching" I rolled over on him and he rubbed my back.

"Ight, lets watch a romantic movie or sum"
"Me before you" I snatched the remote and put the movie on, he didn't know what it was but throughout the movie I could tell he was into it.
"Fuck thats messed up" I looked up at him as he pulled me closer.
Tears filled my eyes as we watched it and I felt his hand on my face wiping the tears away.

"Punk, crying over a movie" he said with tears in his eyes as well, I smiled and pulled him closer to my face then kissed him.
"I love you beautiful"

The movie ended and I sat up
"I never told you but I had this dream, we wete getting married and then when we were leaving to go to the reception some people came in and shot up the church and when you tried to get to me  they shot you"

"Damn"
"Yeah and I don't know I think about that a lot you know, losing you even when we weren't together you're a part of me"

"I'll always be here shorty" he pulled me into a hug and squeezed me.

The fact that he was leaving the next day made me mad sad, I wrapped my arms around him and he chuckled.

"Don't leave me" I mumbled with my face is his chest, "I have to babygirl and I'll be back before you know it"  planted a kiss on my forehead and soon enough we we're asleep and I held him closer than ever to me.

I fell asleep to his tiny snores and his warm hands on my body as well as his thin stream of drool on my chest which I found so cute.

But the next morning I woke up to an empty bed and as I sat up I sobbed, my neck felt heavier than before, I placed my my hand and felt his chain.

A small smile grew on my face and I looked over on the nightstand where a note stood propped up against the lamp.

I reached and opened, it read,

'Milli,
I know you ain't happy about me leavin but you know I gotta do this. I love yo ass more than anything and I just want you to be happy while I'm away ite? Don't beat up yourself and stress bae.
I'll be back before you know it and I'll make sure you get to fly out to see me too.
I love you baby, so much shit don't even make sense and while I'm gone you got time to focus on school My Lil Designer.
Don't do no crazy shit while I'm out ite?
I love you Milan Christopher"

I folded up the letter and he left a stack of money.
"I told him not to" I took the money and put it in the the drawers and sighed, I walked around his apartment looking around at the stuff scattered, maybe from packing and decided to clean up.

I went home after cleaning and checked my e-mail for school taking note of all the assignments I had to do,
"Milan babes you home"
My mom walked in the room and sat on my bed.

She explained that she was going to Trinidad but since I had school I couldn't leave, now pop and my mom was leaving, no Jade and my sister left a while ago, great.

The next week was a drag going to school, I felt extremely tired and barely ate real food, mostly snacks and fast food.
Pop and I ain't been talking al ot but he still checks in on me and call, I'm not sure if you can call this depression but it felt like it, coming home to an empty to house and no one to see or go to is sad as fuck.

Class was over and I walked out of school, strolling and passed a pet shop, I stood outside looking at all the animals and my mind kept repeating 'no no no' in my head but my heart pushed me into the shop.

I walked around looking at the animals and I saw the cutest kitten ever, "His name's Mason" I smiled as the girl picked him up and pet him.
"You wanna hold him?" I nodded and took the cat from her arms and my heart melted.

Knowing how my mother felt about animals in her house didn't once cross my mind all I could think about wad how cute this little black kitten looked.

"Can I take him? I'll pay right now" she giggled and took me to the back giving me all the necessary items and papers to sign.

"Bye Mason" she waved as I left the store, I called an uber and once I got home, barely in the house I felt the urge to throw up.

I put the carrier down and rushed to the bathroom and vomited, I hadn't ate properly in days , skipping meals and eating mainly snacks, I was bound for this.

I decided to take a shower after, I felt disgusted with myself, once I got out I began to set up Mason's little kitty area, I didn't have much at the moment other than his litter box, food and his old toy but it would work for now.

My phone started ringing and I picked up "Poppa"
"Wassup Baby" I smiled and shrugged propping up the phone against the wall as I played with Mason.

"That's a cat?"
"Milan where you got a cat from?" I lifted him up showing him my new baby.
"I bought him, isn't he cute" he laughed
"Yeah bae, you got a new friend huh"
"Yeah, I've been feeling sick, not eating and I think I need to go to my doctor or something, I threw up when I got home I dont know what to do "

He sighed and scratched his beard
"Ite baby, but you gotta eat tho, maybe cause you're stressing yourself out and cause you're alone but you got your lil cat now baby and I'll fly you out to come see me"  I nodded and he had to go so he hung up.

I laid on the floor with mason walking on me "I don't know what to do"

I called my doctor and made an appointment for the next day, I couldn't wait.

After class that day I went straight to the doctor.
"Milan Christopher!" She called out and I stood up and walked into her room.

"Okay Milan, how are you?" She smiled and sat on her chair.

"I'm okay I've been vomiting and not eating, extremely tired and I'm not sure why. Well since my mom and my boyfriend left it's been happening but usually I never go through this. "

"Okay, take this cup and pee in it and we'll do some tests and ask questions to make sure everything's fine, sometimes you lose your appetite from being sad or depressed so it can just be that but to be sure we'we're gonna test you"

I took the cup and peed in it, asked questions, weighed me and honestly I was so worried now.

Pop kept texting me throughout the entire thing and I ignored because I was anxious.

I sat nervously in the chair waiting for feed back whole tapping my feet rapidly on the floor, looking around and twiddling my thumbs.

I heard my name call again and I went back in with my stomach feeling horrible, like I was about to throw up.

"Okay Milan"
She looked through the clip board and I felt the vomit coming up.

I hopped off the bed and ran to the bathroom vomiting my guts out.

Her hand rubbed my back and  I couldn't believe that just happened.

At this point I was just praying it wasn't anything crazy.

I shook my head at all my thoughts as Dr. Jones rubbed my back.
Bro what the fuck is wrong with me?