Chapter 8

The completely silent, almost scarily silent doctor's office. It was 7:30 am, way too early to function, the only thing I can hear other than my heartbeat is the ticking clock. Each tick grows more and more intimidating. I had the tell Jason I was coming. Of course, he had to ask if I'm sure I wasn't pregnant "because safety doesn't always work". Of course, I could probably said Eric was infertile. It be like a half-truth but I just said I took a test.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity my name was called. The doctor took my weight and ask me to sit and that's when the questions started.

"Is it possible that you are pregnant"

"No" I replied a bit angrily

"Any family history of seave illness"

"My gran had a stroke but I don't know anything about the rest of my family. They either died before I could remember or just never talked to me. And neither talked about health concerns"

"Okay let's do some blood tests and also a urine one to test for anything that could be causing this"

After all the tests he told me the results would be here in a week. I went home, and the appointment went longer than expected. It's already 10:30. What I honestly wanted to do was cry my eyes out but instead, I called Jason.

"Hey sis, how did it go"

"Not well"

"What's the matter, you sound like you are about to cry"

"It sounds like they don't know, they asked me about family history which I know nothing about, and did a bunch of tests. The results will be here in a week. I don't have high hopes for anything good."

"Oh it'll be okay sis, it has to be"

After that, we small-talked for a bit before hanging up. I felt very completely drained. Who knows what's wrong with me. I finally took a nap.

I woke up around 6 and then went straight to Eric.

"Hey sook, you don't seem okay," Pam said looking a bit concerned when I walked through the door

"I don't think I am but it's a long story"

Eric appeared out of thin air after I said that. I told him the story, and I started crying halfway through it. He comforted me. I told him my fears.

"You know I won't let you die," he said but unlike the others, this was not in a humorous way, nor a light-hearted way. He was concerned, it was obvious a bit of fear in his eyes.

"I wouldn't count what you are as alive exactly," I said a bit coldly

"Sookie, what is it that is exactly bothering you?"

"To start off I'm 18. You are visibly older than me. It's not that I'm unwilling to do it. I hoped we could wait until our ages matched up better. Then there's the fact of what if I didn't walk through that door that day. I'd just be another death to a sad family tree with so much tragedy. Also, there is Jason, we just started getting close. Will I even be able to be in the same room as him? Will he notice that I stopped aging in a few years? What do I tell him then?" I sobbed lightly when saying it

He put his around me to hug me. It was a long moment of silence then he said "Let's take this one thing at a time" I breathed in and smiled