The Mafia Man in the Club

Chapter 7 : Let's Go

LAUREN(CAMMIE'S STRIPPER FRIEND)^^^

"Hello.."

"Yes hello, this is Dr. Jacobson, is this Violet?"

"Yes doctor, hello"

"I was calling to see when you would be free to come by the hospital?"

"Right now actually"

"Oh alright, can you meet me there in 30 minutes?"

"I suppose so.."

"Good. I will wait on you in the lobby"

"Alright. Bye"

I hung up the phone. It was only about 8:30 or so. I would be able to go home afterwards and hopefully sleep some more. Even though I can function with little sleep, I can tell it's taking a toll on my body.

I drove back to the house and went and put on some more comfortable clothes. I put on some grey sweats that actually make my ass look awesome ;) ;), and a large baby blue hoodie with some socks and slides.

I grabbed my phone, keys, and wallet, then walked out to the car and drove to the hospital. As he had said, Jacobson was sitting it the lobby with a cup of I'm guessing coffee.

"Hey Violet"

"Uh hey"

"Come on, let's go to my office. I'll explain everything regarding your sister."

I didn't say anything, I just followed him down the halls, to the elevator, then to his office. He motioned me in then shut the door behind us.

"So, this is going to be very hard, and if you get emotional that is perfectly ok and also normal. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. No questions are stupid. Shall we get started?"

"I guess..."

"Ok. Is there anyone else we need to call?"

"No. I'm all she has. I was getting custody as soon as I turned 18...."

"Alright" He writes some stuff down.

"Do you have a job? And would you like to sign up for a program to help you pay the hospital bills? It kind of works like student loans I suppose. They help you pay, if you pay it back later."

"Yes and.."

I hesitated. I thought about that job Cammie mentioned. What should I do...?

"No"

"Are you sure"

"Yes"

He wrote some more stuff down in a large packet of paper.

"What funeral arrangements would you like set up or would you prefer no funeral at all?"

"I-" my voice cracked.

"Take your time"

"Cremated" I whispered

"Alright"

He flipped through another pamphlet until he stopped on a page, before handing it to me.

"Please pick a vase or you can choose one of your own if you'd like. If you'd like to wait a few days then we can. But it has to be done before the body starts to d-"

"STOP!" I all but about yelled.

"I apologize mam. I suppose we can do it at a later date..."

"Anymore questions?" I sighed rudely.

"Fill out these 2 pages of personal information then you may leave" he slightly frowned.

I grabbed the papers he held out and filled them out. It was mainly contact info, mailing address, probably for bills, emergency contacts, shit like that. I sped through before getting up and walking out. Out of that room. Out of that elevator. Out of that hospital. And to never go back again.

I slowly walked to the car. I began driving home, while calling Cammie.

"Hello"

"Call your friend"

"Really?"

"Yes really. I'm gonna try the job"

"Well alright then. I'll call her, call you back after"

"Ok, bye"

"Bye"

I drove home, and awaited the call soon to come.

10 minutes LATER

"Good news"

"Ok?"

"She will be free at 10 o'clock for 2 hours. We can come over then. She said to wear your sexiest lingerie, because sexy little outfits is what you will always be wearing and need to get comfortable in it."

"Ok"

"You wanna pick me up in about 20 minutes? Her house is about 15 miles from here."

"Yea sure. Be ready"

"Bye"

I went and looked at myself in the mirror for about 10 minutes. Just starring. I'm not even quite sure what I was starring at. I was just starring at myself. Blankly. I still look a mess. My face is still tear-stained. I have bags under my eyes. I look like a zombie. The only thing presentable just happens to be my clothes and somewhat my hair, it's still a little frizzy.

I blinked a few times before snapping out of my trance and went to get a matching lacy bralette and panty set. Then to get in the car to drive to Cam's.

I pulled up and honked the horn. She then came running out the door, before hopping in.

"Let's go"

I chuckled and waited for instructions.

We pulled up a little under 20 minutes later, and it was a really nice neighborhood. Really nice neighborhood, really nice house. It was a 3 story house that looked beautiful.

Cammie got out and ran up to the door, it was probably 9:50 maybe. Not even a minute after she knocked, the door swung open and a beautiful lady stood in the doorway. She looked like she just stepped out of a goddamn magazine or something. I mean she was literally beautiful.

"Come on in! Let's see what that body of yours has got!!"

Damn she definitely was a Barbie. High pitched voice and everything...