Christmas gift

Tyler walked up behind me, and rested his hand on my side.-How are you feeling? He asked.-It...still...hurts. I said.-He nodded, running his hand down to my stomach, gently.-We gotta leave now, if we're gonna make the appointment. He said.-.......I frowned, looking down at the fence, as he lowered his hand.-....Aw, babe, you KNOW you have to get checked out!-This has been going on for way too long! He said.-I KNOW......b-but...what if it's serious...Tyler!? I exclaimed.-Your saying you would rather stay this way?....-Is that what you want? He said, furrowing his eyebrows.-Of course not, but I don't think the doctor can help me either!!! I exclaimed.-He glared at me, shaking his head.-Come on!-We're gonna be late! He said, turning-

At that point, I was starting to get out of breath.-W-Wait, just....wait! I exclaimed.-He turned, his expression softened, as I looked down, trying to catch my breath.-I-Isa...Isa, sit down. He said, helping me onto the bench.-He sat down next to me, with a sigh, as he buried his face in his hands.-

A couple seconds passed, before he looked at me again.-Look, I'm...I'm sorry.-But...I.....I don't want this to run your life...Isa!-...You used to be able to run half the block without stopping....now...you can't stand for more then five minutes, without loosing your breath!-Tears filled my eyes.-This ISN'T a stomach ache, something's WRONG.-You know that!****