Jamie sat up in her bed, "Father, please!" Hegbert walked into the room.
"No, Jamie Sullivan, you're staying right here, you're in too bad of a condition to be being hauled off to the hospital. This time they might decide to keep you there."
Jamie frowned, and for once in her life actually was angry with her father. Angry at him for this, not letting her go see Landon. She was her husband and the father of her baby. What was wrong with him? She didn't know, she hadn't a clue. Maybe it was just because he was worried about her... Maybe.
He had been in the hospital for a while, and in that time Jamie had desperately wanted to see him. To talk about them, about the baby, about everything. Every day since they had been married they had been together. Every day! This was the first time period they hadn't been together. Maybe it would never happen.. She stopped that thought. No. It would happen. She would die one day. One day. It could be today, could be tomorrow. Only the Almighty knew.
She let out a sigh.
"Worth.." The lady turned away from the room and cuffed the mouth, "He's your son, damnit. You should come back here. He's been in the hospital for a good two weeks now! Do you hear me? I swear, if you--. Of course I haven't missed you. You didn't care when he.. Don't think you're going to talk your way out of this Worth Carter! If you even try to-- No, your mother passed away years ago. Don't even try that excuss. This is our son we're talking about! He needs you now, Worth... And-- if you don't show up before he gets to go home this Friday-- We're through! Repeat: We're through!"
Mrs. Carter hung up. "Geez..." She headed for her son's room but a man approached her.
"Excuse me, but are you Mrs. Carter? -- Mother of Landon Carter, the one who..?"
The woman replied, "Yes."
"Well, we need to speak to you, its about Jamie and Landon's... Well.." the man cleared his throat.
"Oh, oh, yes."
The man took Mrs. Carter by the arm and pulled her gently to the side. "I'm good friend's with Jamie's doctor, uh, Doctor Ryerson."
"Well, I'm pleased to--"
"I'm sure. Well, what I wanted to talk to you about is uh.. Jamie. You see, pregnant leukemia patients such as herself well -- She's so far into her sickness there's a possibility she'll die before giving birth, killing the baby as well."
"Oh, dear. I've been thinking about this myself."
"I've spoken with Dr. Simmons---- Jamie's doctor, and he proposes abortion."
She was speechless.
Eric Hunter, followed by his girlfriend, Margaret, passed through the merky wet grounds towards the old house that loomed infront of them. Margaret had a face of disgust on her face, complaining that her shoes were becoming muddy, Eric ignored it and continued.
"We haven't given Jamie a visit for a while, Margaret, so don't -"
Margaret let out a cry of disgust. "Eww, I think I stepped in dog--"
"Margaret."
"Heh... Sorry, Eric-sweetie." She apologized.
When they reached the porch, Eric knocked on the door three times. It took about a minute until the door was opened by Hegbert Sullivan, who seemed tired and as transparent as ever.
"What do you kids want?" The old man questioned.
"Well, Mr. Reverend Sullivan, sir," Margaret began, before Eric could speak, "we're friends of Landon's and well, friends of Jamie's too, and you see--" She looked down, twiddling with her fingers.
Eric continued. "We decided to stop by and give her a visit."
Hegbert gave them a look that looked like he thought they were demons from the firey pits of hell. But her grunted and walked away from the door, leaving it open. Eric smiled, Margaret sighed. They entered. The house smelled of coffee when they entered. Ol' Hegbert must've been up all night comforting Jamie.
Eric knew the way to her room and headed towards it, Margaret followed. The door was tilted open and a pair of eyes caught their view.
"Why, hello Eric, Margaret." Jamie smiled warmly.
"Hey." Eric said, pushing the door open enough for him and Margaret to walk in.
"Hello." Margaret said, with a weird look on her face.
The two sat and talked with Jamie for a while, about her, her leukemia, the baby, and Landon's current condition in the hospital up town. Margaret was so close to tears. She thought it was so tragic, a leukemia patient who was pregnant with a boy who was in a car accident's baby.....
(A/N: K. That was just ew. I don't like some of my old writings. Lol. I'm glad SOME people did though! Revamped chapter of course)
"No, Jamie Sullivan, you're staying right here, you're in too bad of a condition to be being hauled off to the hospital. This time they might decide to keep you there."
Jamie frowned, and for once in her life actually was angry with her father. Angry at him for this, not letting her go see Landon. She was her husband and the father of her baby. What was wrong with him? She didn't know, she hadn't a clue. Maybe it was just because he was worried about her... Maybe.
He had been in the hospital for a while, and in that time Jamie had desperately wanted to see him. To talk about them, about the baby, about everything. Every day since they had been married they had been together. Every day! This was the first time period they hadn't been together. Maybe it would never happen.. She stopped that thought. No. It would happen. She would die one day. One day. It could be today, could be tomorrow. Only the Almighty knew.
She let out a sigh.
"Worth.." The lady turned away from the room and cuffed the mouth, "He's your son, damnit. You should come back here. He's been in the hospital for a good two weeks now! Do you hear me? I swear, if you--. Of course I haven't missed you. You didn't care when he.. Don't think you're going to talk your way out of this Worth Carter! If you even try to-- No, your mother passed away years ago. Don't even try that excuss. This is our son we're talking about! He needs you now, Worth... And-- if you don't show up before he gets to go home this Friday-- We're through! Repeat: We're through!"
Mrs. Carter hung up. "Geez..." She headed for her son's room but a man approached her.
"Excuse me, but are you Mrs. Carter? -- Mother of Landon Carter, the one who..?"
The woman replied, "Yes."
"Well, we need to speak to you, its about Jamie and Landon's... Well.." the man cleared his throat.
"Oh, oh, yes."
The man took Mrs. Carter by the arm and pulled her gently to the side. "I'm good friend's with Jamie's doctor, uh, Doctor Ryerson."
"Well, I'm pleased to--"
"I'm sure. Well, what I wanted to talk to you about is uh.. Jamie. You see, pregnant leukemia patients such as herself well -- She's so far into her sickness there's a possibility she'll die before giving birth, killing the baby as well."
"Oh, dear. I've been thinking about this myself."
"I've spoken with Dr. Simmons---- Jamie's doctor, and he proposes abortion."
She was speechless.
Eric Hunter, followed by his girlfriend, Margaret, passed through the merky wet grounds towards the old house that loomed infront of them. Margaret had a face of disgust on her face, complaining that her shoes were becoming muddy, Eric ignored it and continued.
"We haven't given Jamie a visit for a while, Margaret, so don't -"
Margaret let out a cry of disgust. "Eww, I think I stepped in dog--"
"Margaret."
"Heh... Sorry, Eric-sweetie." She apologized.
When they reached the porch, Eric knocked on the door three times. It took about a minute until the door was opened by Hegbert Sullivan, who seemed tired and as transparent as ever.
"What do you kids want?" The old man questioned.
"Well, Mr. Reverend Sullivan, sir," Margaret began, before Eric could speak, "we're friends of Landon's and well, friends of Jamie's too, and you see--" She looked down, twiddling with her fingers.
Eric continued. "We decided to stop by and give her a visit."
Hegbert gave them a look that looked like he thought they were demons from the firey pits of hell. But her grunted and walked away from the door, leaving it open. Eric smiled, Margaret sighed. They entered. The house smelled of coffee when they entered. Ol' Hegbert must've been up all night comforting Jamie.
Eric knew the way to her room and headed towards it, Margaret followed. The door was tilted open and a pair of eyes caught their view.
"Why, hello Eric, Margaret." Jamie smiled warmly.
"Hey." Eric said, pushing the door open enough for him and Margaret to walk in.
"Hello." Margaret said, with a weird look on her face.
The two sat and talked with Jamie for a while, about her, her leukemia, the baby, and Landon's current condition in the hospital up town. Margaret was so close to tears. She thought it was so tragic, a leukemia patient who was pregnant with a boy who was in a car accident's baby.....
(A/N: K. That was just ew. I don't like some of my old writings. Lol. I'm glad SOME people did though! Revamped chapter of course)
