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“Tomorrow.” I nod my head, although she can’t see me. “Okay. I’ll see you then.”
I hang up, my hand shaking as I gently put my phone on the nightstand before running my fingers through my hair.
Tomorrow.
I’m unsure if I’m more nervous now that I have an appointment or when I didn’t know anything. Both are a different form of hell.
Shaking my head, I make my way to the kitchen. The apartment is quiet since Rei flew out for her competition, and Grace has a class. This is the reason why I called my doctor now.
I didn’t want to risk my friends overhearing my conversation. Silly, since it’s not like they don’t know. But ever since I told them, they’ve looked at me like they’re either waiting for me to flip out or fall apart. I couldn’t deal with their worry on top of my own.
My thoughts trail off as I open the fridge, taking in the contents, which aren’t that many. I grab a can of Diet Coke, but my gaze falls on the half bottle of Jack hidden behind it. My fingers tighten around the door handle.
I could pull it out, get shit-faced and call it a day. Maybe that way, I’ll actually be able to fall asleep for once. Maybe…
“Jade?”
A hand touches my shoulder, startling me. I jump back only to find Grace looking at me. “Shit. I didn’t hear you.”
“I figured that out,” Grace chuckles. “You planning to take anything else from the fridge, or will you just keep staring at it?” She tilts her head to the side, one short, red lock slipping into her face, but she brushes it away.
I shake my head, closing the fridge and turning my back to the temptation—this time, at least. “I just spaced out for a bit.” I force out a smile. “How was your class?”
“Good. Tiring. Remind me why I scheduled my classes early in the morning?”
“Because you are crazy?” I pop open the can and take a sip of Coke, letting the cool drink slide down my throat.
“Optimistic,” she corrects. “I usually don’t mind it, but this weekend was crazy busy. How are you? Did you—”
I give her a pointed look. “I’m fine.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that…” She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I can’t stop worrying.”
“See now why I kept quiet? Things change when people know you’re sick.”
“Might.” She points her finger at me. “When youmightbe sick. You haven’t been to a doctor yet, so you don’t know for sure if that’s true or not.”
“It’s true, Grace.” There were no mights here. Just the delayed truth. “I don’t want you to get your hopes up.”
I don’t want to getmyhopes up.
“Well, go to the doctor, so we know for sure.”
That was the plan. A plan I didn’t want to talk about. Finishing my drink, I squeeze the can, making the metal crunch. “I should go get ready for my class.” Throwing the empty soda in the bin, I start for the door. “See you later?”
“Call the damn doctor, Jade!”
* * *
“Well, look who’s still alive.”
My back stiffens at the hard voice as I pull to a stop and slowly turn around to come face-to-face with a clearly pissed-off Marcus.
Then again, after what I’d pulled on him the other day, I can’t even blame him.
“I’m still standing.” I force out a smile, but I can feel the corner of my mouth twitch in pain. My lip was still tender, but at least I could open my eye fully, and the bruises have slowly started to fade.
“The last thing I remember is you were passed out in the passenger’s seat of my car.” Marcus takes a step closer, his finger slipping under my chin. He tilts my head back, inspecting my face.
