Page 4 of I Changed for You
I moved like a zombie to my desk and eased down into my desk chair.
The door of my office burst open before I could get settled in for the morning. Jada and Camila rushed in. From the looks on their faces, I could tell they were concerned. My friends could be worrywarts. Sometimes I was the same way.
“Damn, bitch. You usually come in and speak to us. What’s going on with you?” Jada asked.
I could always count on her to ask what the problem was. She could do the most sometimes.
Camila and Jada took a seat on my couch. The frowns on their faces deepened. It had me wondering if something was seriously wrong with me.
Tears welled in my eyes. “I don’t know where to begin. For the past week, I’ve been having stomach pains and have been throwing up, and I can’t eat anything. This morning, I had dizzy spells. Let’s not forget my moods have been up and down.” A tear slipped out of my eye, and I quickly wiped it away.
Maybe it was time for me to visit the doctor to get some answers. I could be on my deathbed and not know it. Just the thought of going to the hospital or even the doctor made me sicker.
“And you’ve been feeling like this for a week.” Jada leaned forward on the couch and shot daggers at me. “Why the hell haven’t you taken your ass to the hospital to get checked out?”
I hunched my shoulders, not knowing what to say. “Y’all know how much I hate going to the doctor. I won’t go unless I need to.”
“Well, bitch, you need to go now. This could be life-threatening, and you’re not trying to get help,” Camila professed with a look of disapproval.
She had a point, causing me to throw up my hands in surrender. If I didn’t, they’d be ready to fuss all day. I didn’t want to hear that.
“Fine. I’ll go after work or tomorrow if I feel worse. Sometimes, the way I’m feeling goes away during the day.”
Later, when I got the chance, I’d do some research on the way I felt too. That hadn’t crossed my mind until just now.
“Good. I wouldn’t want to drag you to the hospital,” Jada threatened.
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. I said I’d go either later today or tomorrow.”
We needed to figure out what we’d do about that client. We couldn’t lose him. It had me wondering what type of family problems he had. I voiced it to my friends to get their input.
“He hasn’t reached back out yet. Do you want me to set up another appointment?” Jada asked.
I nodded and leaned forward, putting my arms on my desk. “Yes, I need to know what or why he’s against female lawyers.”
Jada grunted with a frown. “He’s probably one of those men who think women can’t do anything. And if he is, we’re going to fight.”
I dropped my head to my chest as Camila scoffed.
“You know, every good-looking man you see, you always want to fight them,” Camila pointed out, tilting her head to stare at Jada.
Jada opened her mouth and closed it before she shook her head. “That’s not true,” she denied it.
However, it was true. Jada couldn’t see a fine man without wanting to talk to him. She was crazy about men, always had been.
“You can’t even date or even try to date him. He’s a client.” I gave her a fake smile, and she frowned. That was something she probably didn’t want to hear, but she was aware of the rules.
“Elianna is right,” Camila co-signed. “You need to put your eyes on someone else.”
I chuckled as Jada rolled her eyes so hard at Camila that I had a feeling she had a headache.
Jada stood up. “Whatever, heifers. I have paperwork I need to catch up on.” She turned her attention to me. “If you do decide to go to the doctor, please keep me informed.”
I inclined my head. Camila stood up, and I happily sighed in relief. I could be alone with my thoughts and conduct some research on how I was feeling.
“If you need us, you know we’re right across the hall.” Camila pointed as if I didn’t know where their offices were.
I pressed my lips together and just watched as they walked out of my office. Finally, I was alone at last.
