Hey readers I'm back with an update! Sorry it took a while. Please ignore any grammar or spelling errors. I apologize for any in advance. Also I have the next chapter written and done so if there is more than 1 or preferably two reviews you can expect it up in the next day or so :) Enjoy! As Always -Greengirl16
Natalie was awoken by cold water being splashed onto her face. She jolted up and rubbed her eyes looking around. She was lying in a field. "What happened?" She asked.
"You just like, fell over," One of the girls surrounding her stated.
Natalie remembered passing out and the unbearable headache. She saw her mother running across the football field.
"Natalie? Oh my god, are you okay?"
Natalie nodded, "I just have a headache that's all. It's nothing bad."
"Okay well, you're coming home with me," Diana said sternly, not giving Natalie an option.
Diana helped her daughter up slowly, grabbed her stuff, and led her to the car. "Sorry girls," Diana apologized to the squad.
The girls snickered and went back to their routine.
Natalie and Diana were silent most of the ride home.
Finally, Diana spoke up. "Sweetie, I'm worried about you. Lately you've been getting these headaches and they just don't seem to be getting better. I am going to make you a doctor's appointment for this week."
"No." Natalie panicked. She hated doctors. They thought they knew things and they were always wrong. Doctors thought drugs were the cure for everything. They lied. They told people everything was going to be okay, when it wasn't. They didn't know anymore than every other person about diseases. They just pretended they did.
"Natalie why are you so afraid. It's just to make sure there is nothing wrong with you. You're not going to be getting shots or anything."
"I am not afraid of shots or needles. I just hate doctors."
"Their job is to help people. What's the harm in that?"
"They never do their job."
Diana gave Natalie a puzzled look, but decided to drop the subject.
Three days later, Diana and Natalie sat in the doctor's office. They weren't on speaking terms. Natalie had her arms crossed and she was slumped down in her chair glaring at every person that passed. Two kids looked at her and ran to their mothers and she managed to make one kid cry.
Diana spoke up, "Natalie, aren't you being a little dramatic? I am just worried about you!"
Natalie continued to ignore her mother and focused on the secretary doing paperwork.
A woman with a clipboard entered the room. "Natalie Goodman?" She read off.
Diana stood up and took her daughter's hand. Natalie pulled back and stormed after the nurse.
The nurse showed them to the room and told Natalie to sit on the bed. Natalie unwillingly obliged. "The doctor will be with you in a few minutes." The nurse said cheerfully. She looked at Natalie's scowl and hurried out of the room.
Within a few minutes, a clean cut man with dark hair and dark eyes entered the room. He put out his hand to shake Natalie's hand, but she refused. He awkwardly pulled back and greeted Diana. "Hello, I'm Dr. Madden."
Natalie spoke up. "I thought you were a psychiatrist."
"That's my brother."
"Great, there's more than one of you."
"Sorry, my daughter has developed a new fear of doctors." Diana apologized.
"It's fine, I deal with this a lot."
"That's comforting." Natalie muttered under her breath.
"So what seems to be the problem Natalie?"
Worded like a psychiatrist Natalie thought. "Well, I keep getting these sudden headaches and my mom is making a huge deal about them and brought me here."
The doctor went through a few tests and then looked at his clipboard. "I am thinking you've been experiencing migraines. They aren't bad yet, but they can get worse as time goes on so I am going to prescribe something just in case."
Diana gave Natalie a 'told you so' look.
"Of course you are," Natalie said sarcastically.
The doctor scribbled out a prescription and handed her the sheet of paper. "Thanks," She muttered and then followed the doctor out of the room and headed out to the car while her mom filled out the rest of the paperwork.
She sat in the passenger's seat of the car and stared at the little white slip in her hand. They always thought drugs were the cure…
The car door opened and Diana hopped in. "See, I told you it wasn't that bad," She said with her usual perk.
"Yeah, sure. Can you just drive me to the school?"
Diana dropped Natalie off at the front door. "Have a fun time!" She called after Natalie, who slammed the car door behind her.
Natalie was late for meeting Henry. They always met in the practice rooms after school, but Natalie had gotten out early for her appointment and was now late. She new how Henry was about being on time… he wasn't going to be thrilled…
She walked into the practice room.
"You're late." Henry said coolly.
"I know, I'm sorry, I had a doctor's appointment."
"Oh," His tone softening. "How'd it go? Did they figure out what's causing your headaches?"
"No, they just prescribed something…figures."
"Well at least you won't feel the pain."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Oh, I brought something special today." He pulled something out of his bag.
Natalie dropped her stuff by the door and walked over to him.
"It's a piano jazz book."
"I thought you hate jazz?"
"I do, but this one song I actually enjoy." He opened the book and started to play.
Natalie stopped him when he turned the first page. "You are playing that way too structured for a jazz song. Move over and let me try."
Henry got off the bench and watched Natalie's fingers flow in a random rhythm over the keys. "You are really good at playing jazz music."
"Thanks, I learned from the best."
"Oh, who's that?" Henry asked.
"Umm, you wouldn't know him…" Natalie lied.
"Oh."
There was an awkward moment between them, but it was filled with the melody that Natalie continued to play.
A person walked into the room, interrupting both of them.
"Oh, sorry, but I signed up for this practice room now." The girl said shyly.
"It's fine." Henry said. They grabbed their bags and walked to the parking lot in silence.
They hopped into Henry's car and drove home making small talk. They arrived at Natalie's house and sat in the car listening to the soft purr of the engine.
"I was wondering," Henry spoke up.
"Yes?"
"If you wanted to maybe go to dinner or something Friday night?"
"Like a date?" Natalie asked.
"Uhh, yes. Is that okay?"
"Yes, it's fine. I am free Friday."
"Okay," Henry looked relieved, "I'll make reservations."
"Reservations? How fancy is this place?"
"Not too fancy, but it's really popular and is always busy on a Friday night so reservations might make it easier."
"Oh, okay. Great! Thanks!" Natalie hopped out of the car and waved to Henry as he drove away.
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