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I run up the stairs and put on comfortable clothes. I know exams are coming and the thought makes me nervous but that’s a part of being a woman.
We both get ready and leave a little early in case there is a ton of paperwork I need to fill out.
“River had the baby a couple of hours ago.” I look at my phone and see a text from River with her holding her baby. How can someone be that beautiful after just giving birth?
He slows down and pulls into a parking lot. I feel sick. What if it was a false positive? The thought is scary because we both have gotten our hopes up. I know Knight did a blood test, but I am still so scared that it was inaccurate too.
“Are you okay, Angel?” he asks me, kissing the back of my hand, lacing our fingers together.
I nod, my mouth dry. The nerves are starting to get the better of me. “Just nervous; this is a whole new experience.”
He unbuckles me pulling me across the seat to the middle, lying me against him. “It’s going to be new for the both of us, but I promise I will never leave your side, no matter what. Okay?” He tilts my head up to look at him.
“Of that I have no doubt.”
I can see a few very pregnant women already inside the clinic. “Let’s go in?” I suggest.
He nods and pulls me out his door, making sure to set me on my feet gently. Inside the clinic is different than I expected, it’s very homey and comfortable.
We walk to the front to the check in and I’m handed a ton of papers to fill out. I sit down and go through them, paling at the sight of the payments and the insurance forms.
“What?” He looks at my face and then the papers.
“I don’t have any insurance; I didn’t even think of that.”
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. “I have you on my insurance policy. You will be getting the best possible care and forget the cost of it all.” He takes that piece of paper from me, filling it out for me.
I fill out my medical history which I don’t know much. I could contact my biological aunt, but I doubt she would be very helpful. She’s the one they tried to see if she’d take me in when my parents died.
That’s all I know about her. She could have been very young, and the burden of a child would have been too much for her.
I would like to meet her; maybe once River heals up, she can try to track her down for me.
We are called back, and it snaps me from my thoughts. I hand my papers to the lady at the front desk.
They get my vitals, do blood work and I pee in a cup before we are officially taken to a room where there is a bed with stirrups.
I gulp hard at the sight of that. “That looks like a fucking torture chair.” He grimaces at the sight of it, and I change out of my clothes and into the gown they provided for me.
I sit on the bed with my legs hanging off the end. Terror is standing by side, holding my hand. “I don’t like this,” he rumbles and that doesn’t help my nerves.
“I’ve gotten pap smears before, and it never gets easier.” I cringe at the thought of possibly having another one today.
Terror’s whole body stiffens. I take his hand and the door opens. A man enters the room and the second he turns to face us, I’m ready to jump off the table.
His hair is greasy and all over the place, his attire is wrinkled and in disarray; his whole demeanor is unkept and not professional at all. He isn’t even carrying a chart. “I thought she would have a female doctor?” Terror asks.
“She wasn’t available today; I’m filling in.” He walks over to the wall and puts on a pair of gloves. “Lay back and spread your legs,” he demands. He doesn’t even introduce himself or ask any questions. He makes me completely uncomfortable and none of this feels right.
I look at Terror and he’s glaring at the doctor. I sit back with my body shaking and Terror stands right near my feet.
The doctor is completely avoiding looking at Terror, pretending as if he isn’t there. I don’t like this. Something feels off.
“If you would go stand up by her head,” the doctor addresses Terror, but he doesn’t acknowledge him and continues to watch the doctor’s every move. “I’ll stay right here.”
The doctor finally looks at Terror with this pissed off look.
“I think we should wait for the other doctor,” I decide because this very feels off.
