I run out of the bathroom and don't even see Colton. I barely hear him behind me.
He catches up to me and stops me. "Jasmine. Where are you going?"
I don't attempt to hide anything anymore. I blurt out while crying, "My daughter. She has cancer. Her fever spiked...and..."
His eyes widen, and he pulls me into him.
I push him away. "I have to go." I start to run again and don't even realize he's behind me.
Since I've been here so much, I know the hospital like the back of my hand. I race through the halls and don't wait for the elevator. I take the stairs. When I get to the waiting room, Maribel is sitting on a chair, hugging her knees. Cee Cee is pacing.
"What's going on?"
I've seen Cee Cee's worried expression too many times. "We don't know. They took her for tests."
9
Colton
Abby has cancer.
Why didn't she tell me?
Cee Cee embraces Jasmine, and my phone buzzes.
Mom:Why did you and Jasmine run out of here? What is wrong?
Me:We're on the eighth floor.
Mom:Why?
I glance at Jasmine. Cee Cee is talking to her in a hushed tone. My heart bleeds.
Me:I didn't know.
Mom:About?
Me:Her daughter. She has a fever. I'm not sure what is going on.
Mom:I'll be right up.
I put my phone away, feeling helpless, wishing Jasmine would have told me about Abby.
I preyed on a mother whose child has cancer and made her into my "beck-and-call stripper."
I hate the term she used and the fact I made her feel cheap. And she may not have done anything yet, but there is no hiding what I did or the shame I feel. It started last night when I went to bed and has only been escalating throughout the day. Now, I've officially hit bottom. My self-disgust can't get any higher.
Why would she tell me when I made her feel like my prostitute? There's no bouncing back from this. How could she ever see me as anything but a pig?
The doctor comes out. Jasmine and Cee Cee rush over to him. I step behind them.
"Dr. Plax, what's happening?" Jasmine's voice is so full of fear, I automatically put my arm around her.
She doesn't push me away. Her body is trembling, so I tighten my arm around her.
Dr. Plax looks at me in surprise. "Colton." He nods then refocuses on Jasmine. "Abby's test came back clear. Her fever lowered to ninety-nine point one. Nothing is showing up on her blood work or the scans. Her immune system is currently fighting whatever is going on."
"Can I see her?"