I Love You More Than I Can Ever Scream

"Andy come on, I'm driving you to the doctor." Jasey pulled on my hand, as I laid on our bed, groaning. It had been a week since I first started showing signs of being sick. I tried to shake it off, but it was becoming worse and worse.
"I'm fine!" I lied, and glanced at Jasey, who was looking at me pointedly, her arms crossed over her chest.
"No your not! This is my first day off in two weeks, I want to take you to the doctor." She looked angry, and I sighed, knowing she was right.
"Okay." I said sitting up, and feeling dizzy again. I got out of bed, and pulled on a pair of gray jeans, and a black tee shirt. Jasey tapped her foot, and waited for me. I walked over to her, and laced my fingers with hers, another headache coming on.
"I'm taking Andy to the doctor Sandra, we'll be back later!" Jasey called, receiving an 'okay' from her in response. We walked out of the building, and got in Jasey's Volkswagen Beatle.
"Do you even know where the doctor is?" I asked her. She laughed lightly.
"No but I know where a Patient First is." She said, and I chuckled, closing my eyes. Jasey turned the car on, and we pulled out of the parking garage and into the jaded streets of LA.
About ten minutes later, Jasey turned into the parking lot of a Patient First. I hopped out of the passengers side, and I put my arm across Jasey's boney shoulders, and she wrapped hers around my waist. We walked inside of the Patient first, earning a few stares from strangers.
"Hi." Jasey said to the women behind the counter.
"Hello," She smiled, "Can we help you?"
"Yeah my boyfriend is really sick." Jasey said gesturing to me. "Okay," The women paused to type something on her computer, "What's the name?"
"Andy Biersack." Jasey answered.
"A doctor will be with you in about five minutes."
"Great, thank you." Jasey smiled, and we walked over to the waiting room. I placed my arm around her shoulder, and she leaned into my side.
"I hate the doctor." I said looking at my leather clad feet. Jasey giggled.
"It's going to be fine." She said placing a hand on my stomach, and looking up at me.
"I can't be sick, we start recording this week!" I said sadly.
"Andy stop worrying!" She said. I groaned, and nodded.
"Andy Biersack?" A nurse called from a door frame, leading to what seemed to be a doctors office. Jasey, and I stood up and walked to the women. She led us to a small room with a curtain separating it from the others. She gestured for me to sit down in the bed, and I did, while Jasey sat in a chair next to it. Moments later a doctor walked in.
"What seems to be the problem son?" He asked, and glanced at Jasey.
"I feel really nauseous, and my head hurts, and so does my throat, and I have a terrible cough." I told him.
"Do you ever throw up?" He asked me, and I nodded. "Okay well open your mouth." He took a swab, and stuck it down my throat. I made a sour face, and the doctor let out a hearty laugh. "We're going to go run this, and we should be back with the results in a few minutes, make yourself comfortable." I nodded, and Jasey placed her hand on my knee reassuringly.
"I love you," I said, "Thank you for taking me." She smiled at me.
"I love you too, and your welcome." She said, and we waited for the doctor to come back in a comfortable silence. He entered the room, holding a clipboard in his hands.
"Well it looks like you have Strep Throat, Andy." He said lowly. I groaned, how am I supposed to record with Strep throat? "I'm going to right you prescription for some medication, do you have any allergies?" I shook my head, and looked at Jasey. She have me a sad smile, as the doctor handed her the prescription. We thanked him, and left the building.
"I don't want to be sick." I said groaning. Jasey shrugged.
"It'll be okay."

Notes

Awwh poor Andy :,(