Mad for you- Sabriel AU

Chapter 4

A/N uh, yeah about updating more... I'm sorryyyyyyy but I'm here now. Okay enjoy, triggering mentions self harm and maybe abuse

Gabe's POV

Life at the hospital was nice. I didn't have to worry about paying next months rent or scraping the money together for next weeks dinner. I could almost relax. I saw my therapists regularly and they told me I was doing well and I could maybe leave soon. Lunch time was my favorite and not jyst because of the food. I got to see my giant, Sam. He was always nice to me and gave me my favorite pastries everyday. Then we'd sit and talk for a while before he had to leave. Our conversations were lovely, he'd tell me about his life outside of his job, about current affairs, his family and, his favorite topic, how he was saving up to study law at Stanford. He'd tell me about what he knew and what he wanted to know, I'd look at his beautiful eyes, glinting with passion as he talked. It was clear I had a huge crush on him.

It was a few weeks after I'd been admitted that he came. I remember it so clearly. A nurse knocked on my door and said I had a visitor and that they would be through in a few minutes. I thought it was going to be Sam to come and take me to his house, to the outside room. I sorted out my hair, just in case. I sat on my bed and waited for my 'mystery' patient to come through. The door opened but it wasn't Sam.

The man at the doorway was huge. He's broad shoulders filled the whole doorframe. I recognized him immediately. I squeaked in surprise, it was my uncle. His booming voice greeted to me, he's expression and voice were neutral and I couldn't read him. Paralyzed with fear, I didn't move from my bed. Then, it began. He screamed and shouted at me. He called me useless, worthless, he said I was stupid for trying to kill myself. Gradually,he got closer to me, his great shadow looming over me. I shook all over.

The nurses soon ran in, with security and took him away. They asked how I was and I told them I was fine. They left me be. I sat at my desk and broke down. All the suppressed memories I was trying to forget flooded my brain, the abuse, the neglect, the bullying. It clouded my thoughts and I couldn't think straight. I resorted to the only comfort that made sense.

When Sam came in the room I was sat in the corner, ashamed at myself, embarrassed. I heard his soft voice, excited about seeing me again. I was going to ruin his day. When he saw me he didn't scream, run away or just leave me be. There was a clatter as he dropped the plate he was holding and then I felt arms around me. It felt like a blanket, sage and warm. We rocked back and forth and I cried into his chest. He ran his fingers through my hair and I didn't care that we barely knew each other. I soon calmed down thanks to him soothing me.

Sam pulled me to my feet and set me down on my bed.he then tended to my wrists, his large hands encasing my frail wrists. He bandaged my hands with so much care and worry. When he was down he rang the nurse, then enveloped me into another hug. I still wasn't OK but I wasnt suicidal as I was half an hour ago. The nurse who came to collect me looked a little shocked at our position in the hug. Sam hastily pulled way and the nurse took me away to my therapist.

A/N hope you liked it. Things are going to get fluffy soon (≧∇≦)/