Beau left me at the gym door.His actions meant a lot to me despite the fact that I hadn't told him.
Well at least not yet anyway.
I didn't realize just how lucky I am.
I mean if it weren't for Beau, I'd probably be dead right now.
But come to think of it, that might not have been so bad.
Pushing those thoughts aside though, I find myself still standing here, contemplating on whether I should open this door and talk it out with Cole, or just go back to the hospital bed.
That bed sounds like the easier decision, but then I remembered that I'll most likely be staying here for a while and I know I wouldn't be able to stand the awkward tension.
So after about two minutes of some more contemplation, I finally decided to open the door.
I really hope I know what I'm doing.
As soon as I opened the door, he stopped hitting the punching bag and looked up. Beau told me he was keeping himself busy which I am more than happy about.
I'm glad he's been keeping in shape.
I don't think I'm worth anyone losing their health over.
After a minute of silence, I finally decided to speak.
"Hi."
Now you're probably thinking, is that really the best you could come up with?
And to answer your question, yes.
Yes it was.
I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to say.
Come on, it's not like I could've opened the door and been like, "hey sorry for asking your boy a simple question and nearly dying as a result of your assumptions," with a shrug.
He probably would've snapped my neck in one swift move.
I don't know what was going through his head back then or what's going through it now and I don't plan on pissing him off again.
This dude can fucking hit.
No thank you.
He just stares at me with a blank look on his face.
I don't know whether I should run, or wait here and see what he says.
I go for the latter and start backing away slowly, not making any sudden movements.
After what seemed like an hour, I finally make it to the door and as I reach for the doorknob he finally snaps out of his daze.
"Sam? Hey."
It was barely above a whisper.
I mean really, if it weren't for my werewolf hearing, I would've completely missed it.
It was really weird.
I mean the way he looked at me....it was as if he couldn't believe I was there. As if I were a hallucination of some sort.

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