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I stammered, “No, please don’t. I’m fine. Can you just take me back to the campus? I have friends there, I can manage everything.” Not only did hospitals scare me but I knew I had no money to afford a visit to the hospital, I didn’t even have insurance. How would I pay for my check up? Oh God, and knowing the price of the car I was sitting in, he would probably take me to a very expensive private one. Shit. “No, we’re going to the hospital. You could have broken your leg and if I believed that shit about your friends, I wouldn’t have put you in my car.” His tone seemed final.

I looked for a second. “Your doctor,” she said, “for your baby.” I put my hand on my stomach. “I'm not… I'm not seeing anyone.” “Salma!” “I can't afford to,” I said, “I'm a med student,” I told her, “I know how to take care of myself.” “By eating hospital food? Are you even taking any supplements?” “I'll be fine.” “You clearly know nothing about the world,” she said, “do you even know you have health insurance? Any visit to the doctor would be covered under your insurance.”

"That's alright, just let me know when you need help and I will do my best." I smile. "Thanks Curtis." Looking down at the paperwork, I start reading through it. Most of its basic stuff. Name, date of birth, address, stuff like that. The next page however gets a little more personal. Questions about health issues, family health history, questions about my sex life and periods, my symptoms, and the list just keeps going. When I finally get to the last page, I sign it and hand it back to him. "The only thing I wasn't able to fill out was the insurance part. I don't think I have insurance." I say, not sure what to do if I don't have any.

"I can't let it all fall. I've worked too much and too long for this moment." He steps back, looking terribly hurt and lost. "You're saying I'm not worth the risk? What do I have to do to prove to you how much I feel for you?" He shakes his head, pain in his beautiful green eyes. "I have a health issue and..." "HCM." I cut him short. I remember the day he had his breakdown and the results I found after browsing his medications. "A health issue you lied about." I nod. "I didn't. I only omitted. I should be tending to my health. I don't need stress—"

"You've seriously got a guardian angel looking out for you." She stared at the expensive medical equipment beeping around her. Someone paged a doctor overhead. This was a total nightmare. "And how much is this guardian angel going to cost me?" she asked. Of course, she knew that the doctor had no idea. He didn't know she didn't have insurance. She had just been dropped from the school's health insurance and hadn't been able to afford any coverage since then. "Well, we'll worry about that in the morning,” he said, trying to sound comforting. “For now, you need to get some rest."

But I could tell by the tension in his face that he was genuinely concerned that I would. "No, I'm not." I said to him. "I'm just realizing what it all means." He didn't say anything to that, he just stared at me. I never got to go to the doctors much. I hardly had the money to feed myself, I could never afford health care. It was usually cheaper to just die. My heartbeat was still up, I cursed myself for it. I glanced over at Robert, why was I being an idiot about this? He's attractive and an asshole, of course he would be good in bed. He read my face perfectly. "Fine then."

He is too much, it's just I have a problem of low bp, so I thought its because of this. Tomorrow is ahad's birthday so I was planning something big to do but I don't know what, my husband is so weird that he doesn't remember his own birthday. But now as ahad told me to call Inaayat because of my health, it was evening time and I dialed Inayat's number, after two rings. She picked up the call. "Hello inayat - I said, she also greeted me. "Inu, I am feeling so low and weak from somedays, what to do - I asked and the next thing she told me was shocking.

I was not very keen on being here. Besides, I do not have any money to pay for my hospitalization. I am not sure if my insurance will cover hospital costs. I am broke. This glaring fact made me shoot up in bed. “I can’t stay here,” I told her, shaking my head. There was also urgency in my voice. How will I pay for my medical expenses? I have no money and certainly no one who can lend me money. “You can’t leave. We still needed you to stay for some tests.”

He's truly a work of art. "Hey" he smiles. "What are you doing?" he glances at the book in my lap. "Just been reading, and thinking" "Thinking about it?" "I should probably try and figure out some sort of health insurance. So I can see about seeing a therapist or something. "I admit my thoughts. His brows crease. "Within the pack, that stuff doesn't matter. Everyone gets treatment, no matter status or how much money you make. I can get you set up with a free counselor here."

Upon hearing their names in my mouth, the couple stopped laughing. "Are you talking about my brother? "Hazz asked. I nodded lightly. " Haven't you ever had routine exams? "I asked Hazz. He denied it with his head, surprised, but totally oblivious to the real problem. "Hazz, that's totally important. A person cannot live twenty-eight years of life without knowing what it's like to sit in front of a doctor and wait for a diagnosis. It's impossible that you've never been to a hospital.” "I've been to a hospital, but I've never had tests," he explained, shrugging. "What happened? Why did you start this subject out of nowhere?”