Hakeem's p.o.v
I don't know what's goin on with Chanelle. She's been acting weird and different for the last few weeks. It's been 4 weeks since what went down in my bedroom. And these last few weeks Chanelle has been a non stop vomit machine. Every morning shes throwing up. And her stomachs been bothering her for a minute now. And she doesn't know why. So I'm taking her to the doctor today.
I knocked on the bathroom door before pushing it open. Earlier I drew her a bath to soak in, before we leave. I walked in to see she had bubbles up to her cleavage area and her hair was in a messy bun. Her eyes were shut and her head was leaning on the wall behind her. I chuckled slightly, as I sat at the edge of the tub. She peeked her right eye open and looked at me for a moment.
"How you feelin?" I ask her. "Same as always." She sighs.
"Well come on. Ima take you to the doctor real quick." I hand her a towel.
She stood up from the tub and wrapped the towel around her small body before draining the water. I assisted her out of the tub and she thanked me softly. She went back to my room picked out a plain black tank top and some gray sweats. With some nike sandals and socks. We were matching in a way. I had on a black muscle shirt, grey sweats, and the same footwear. She left her hair like it was then dragged herself to the car. I locked the house up before following after her.
I opened her door for her and she climbed in. I jogged around to my side, got in, then pulled off. Chanelle laid her head on the window and sighed loudly. I pulled up at the nearest gas station and pumped some gas into the car. I ran in the store quickly, to pay for the gas and I got Chanelle a ginger-ale. When I got back to the car I gave it to her and she thanked me. She only sipped a few sips down as we pulled up at the doctor.
"Chanelle brookes?" The nurse called. We got up and followed her to one of the back rooms. The doctor soon came in and greeted us.
"Hi. I'm Dr. Bowmen." The doctor says shaking Chanelles hand.
"I'm Chanelle. And this my boyfriend, Hakeem." Chanelle introduces smiling.
"Nice to meet you." She says shaking our hands before sitting down. She looked at me a couple times as she started her computer up.
"You know. You look so familiar..... Your from empire, right?" She smiles at me. I nod while mumbling 'yeah' and looking at Chanelle.
"Okay. I just put the name and the face and took a shot at it. Wow! Such an honor to meet you." She smiles widely.
"Thank you." I smile politely.
"So what's been going on?" She looked at Chanelle.
Chanelle explained all of her symptoms and aches to Dr.Bowmen. At first Dr.Bowmen thought she had stomach virus. Chanelle said her symptoms felt worse than any stomach virus she ever had.
"Okay, well let's draw up some test. Yeah?" Dr.Bowmen looks at Chanelle.
Chanelle nods and Dr.bowmen leaves to get some test. I could tell Chanelle was in deep thought by the look on her face. Her right leg kept shaking rapidly. It does whenever she's mad, anxious, or nervous. I put my hand on her leg to stop her from shaking. She smiled nervously, while mumbling 'sorry'.
"Nervous?" I ask sarcastically.
"Yes! I never had a stomach ache this bad. And I don't remember eating anything bad. I don't know what this could be...*gasps* Oh god what if it's cancer or sumn! Oh my god my mama gon die when she hears!!!" Chanelle exclaims holding her chest. Her breathing became very heavy and her eyes were widened. I raise my eyebrow at her. I kiss her lips to calm her down.

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The Promises He Made
RomanceChanelle Brookes was a somewhat average girl. Honor student. With a 4.0 G.P.A. In her eyes she had a pretty good life. Although her mom was always working, she didn't care. Because she has three siblings to keep her company. And out of trouble. She...