Chance Meetings?

Chapter 30-Chance Meetings?

SURPRISE!

Chapter 30!

For four days now Sam has been staying at the hospital for close observations and tests for any other alterations in his recovery. I’ve been visiting him every day and each time before I enter I’m afraid I will find him unconscious again, that his condition has suddenly spiked a high or any moment while my visits something might fail and I could lose him forever.

Each day I stare into his eyes and quench down what I want to tell him, it appears he has no known memory of my confession when he was unconscious. Each time his being tugs deeply inside of me, I have no idea how I’m going to hold it all in for so long.

‘I still think Phil is the best out of all of them’  he responds as we watch Modern Family in his hospital room. He turns his head and stares at me in question. ‘What?’

‘You look like you’re getting better, how are you doing?’ I ask him, not being able to help the concerned tone coming through.

‘You worry too much Em’ he laughs concentrating back on the TV screen as I continue to study him. Suddenly he shouts in laughter at something that happened, I quickly glance to the television but I missed it.

Sam’s Pov

Emily knew I had avoided answering her question but she didn’t ask again until she left. I hated when she left. The nurses were alright but as soon as day turned to night I felt anxiety creep up on me.

Anxious about what Quinn’s next move will be when he finds out I survived, anxious about my family and how they’re dealing with my absences; especially my mother, and anxious about my health. My doctors have told me how strange my conditions have been. I rock up in hospital bleeding excessively, bruises and cuts everywhere along with a fractured rib, unconscious for more than 48 hours and then miraculously I wake, with no apparent brain damage.

My room is dark and I have my blinds up to see the outside. I wonder what Emily is doing at this moment…

I fist my hands in frustration as the blurred images recap in my mind like a movie reel, one picture after the next. Em’s face when she was being dragged back, the screams, the crowd restless and on edge. I turn my head to my side and huff. What was I going to do?

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Emily’s pov

I laugh at something Jake says but catch eyes with Ash across the courtyard with a disgusted look on his face, I send him a glare before focusing back on the story Jake was telling me about.

‘So I was like dude, pay me or get the f*ck out’ Jake rests his arms behind his head as he comfortably lays on the grass next to the bench I was sitting on. I look up at the sky as it noticeably gets cooler by the sun moving behind a grey cloud. ‘Jake your so rude’ I comment.

‘Ha! You should have seen the guys face! He was all like “Sorry sir but I’ve been waiting here for a half hour to pick up my order”’ Jake imitates. I shake my head grinning.

‘Is it raining?’ he asks me squinting up at the sky.

Holding out my hand I start to receive a few droplets of water. ‘They said the weather was going to turn shit’ Jake mutters angrily, sitting up.

‘I like the rain’.

‘That’s because your weird Em’ he says as a matter of fact before adding, ‘Come on lets go inside before it ruins my hair’.

YOU’VE GOT A MESSAGE!

Jake is smirking at his own voice recording he set up on my phone as I open the text to look who it was from.