Janie unlocked the door and rushed over towards Mac’s house. She could feel the pebbles and rocks digging into her feet as she ran towards his front door. She needed to take Eleanor to the hospital. She stopped right in front of the door and started to ring the doorbell.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
JANIE
Janie didn’t know what time it was or if he was even home. She didn’t look to see if his car was outside. She had completely forgotten her phone in the house, her shoes, and she had no clue what she was wearing or if it was appropriate. The only thing that mattered was getting Eleanor to the doctors so they could figure out what was wrong.
She continued to ring the doorbell, trying to wake Mac up if he was there. Her heartbeat was going so fast as every second went by. Was he going to be able to take her? Was she going to have to call an ambulance?
“Mac!” She yelled as she rang the doorbell several more times. Janie didn’t care if she was being annoying. She needed him out here so he could take her to the ER. Tears ran down her face as a minute passed by. She needed to start thinking about alternative routes. She didn’t know where her phone was in the house. Would one of her other neighbors be awake to call an ambulance?
The door opened and a sleepy Mac stood in front of her. His shirt was all over the place, like he had just placed it on and he wore low hanging grey sweatpants. If she wasn’t in such a panic,she would take time to appreciate her view, but she didn’t have that time.
“What’s wrong?” Mac asked. “Janie, are you okay?”
She shook her head. “I d-don’t know wh-what’s wrong with Eleanor. She’s b-burning up!” Janie was crying as the panic set in more. She didn’t know what she was going to do if he couldn’t take them to the doctors.
“Let me get my keys,” he said, leaving the door open.
She watched as he ran back into the house and out of her sight. She turned around and saw his car sitting on the curb.
“Come on,” Mac said. “Let’s get you two in the car. I want you to sit in the back with her. I know you don’t want to let her go.” He helped her into the car and got into the driver's side.
“The ER,” she said. “Please.”
“You may be waiting in the ER for hours. I’ve got a friend who is a doctor,” he said as he started to drive. “He’ll be able to figure out what’s wrong. I’m going to take care of both of you, trust me.”
Janie didn’t have it in her to argue right now. He was going to take care of everything. She trusted him.
“Siri, call Michael,” Mac said. The phone started to ring as Mac continued to drive.
“What do you want? It’s three in the morning,” Michael said.
It dawned on Janie that he was talking to Michael from the club. She knew he was a doctor but she didn’t know he did calls like this. What were his rates? It didn’t matter right now, she had money saved and could afford this.
“We’re coming over. Get your doctor stuff ready,” Mac said. “I’ve got a sick two year old. She’s burning up.”
“Got it,” Michael replied. “Front door is unlocked.”
Eleanor started to scream again and tears ran down Janie’s face. Her heart ached. She wished she could just take it away from Eleanor so she didn’t have to suffer.
“Shhh,” Janie said. “Everything is going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.” She had no clue if that was true, but she needed to be strong for Eleanor. They continued to drive and Eleanor wouldn’t stop crying. “I d-don’t know what to do,” Janie whispered. She was at a loss on how to help Eleanor right now.
“It’s going to be okay, Pinky,” Daddy said. “Everything is going to be okay.”
Janie knew she should be scolding herself for calling him Daddy, but she couldn’t right now. Her sole focus was on Eleanor and worrying over her.
“We’re almost there,” he said. Mac turned down a street and pulled into a driveway. She could see Michael standing outside and the door open. “I’ve got the door,” Mac said as he got out of the car. He opened her side and helped her out.
“I’ve got everything ready,” Michael said. “Place her on the couch and I’ll look over her.”
“I’m so sorry. I would’ve taken her to the ER, but I don’t have a car. Mac said you could help,” Janie said as she walked by him. “I didn’t know it was three in the morning. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay. No harm done. I’m going to take a look at her and see what I can figure out.”
Tears were still streaming down her face as she placed Eleanor down on the couch. Right as she let go of her, she started to scream and cry. Janie went back to hold her, but Mac grabbed her hand.
“I know it’s hard, but let Michael look her over,” Mac said.