Living With Sam. (Pottorff Fafic)

Dates, Fast car, And Rainy Nights.

I find myself looking in the mirror at my small stomach. I look and at first I see the skin and bones and the sunken depth of my stomach then I see myself fat. I close my eyes and I open them. I see Sam, Kian, Jc, Connor, Trevor, And Ricky. They're laughing. Poking my stomach and every where they poke it burns. I feel like my lungs are on fire and my heart is racing I don't know what to do except goninto the fetal position and cry while they poke and laugh calling me "fat" "ugly" "fag" it hurts.. It hurts make it stop.... Make the torture end. Everything goes black after that. Shouting and screaming is all I hear but I see....nothing. "Salem. Wake up. Salem." Denise screamed. I don't see her. I only hear and then the darkness starts to lighten. I see her now. No sam though. Sam. Where's sam? Why isn't he here? Does he care? I'm in a hospital bed wearing only boxers and a hospital gown. I feel so gross being in this bed. I get the mirror on the table beside me and look at my reflection. I look like shit with my messy hair, pale skin, and dark bags under my eye I looked like a ghost. I saw denise sitting in the chair beside my hospital bed, just staring out the window at the bright lights of the illuminated city we called "home" as the rain poured down on the illumination. Denise turned to me, her eyes sad and dark with black eyeliner running down her face due to the tears then she said "Oh my gerddd. Salem don't leave me ever again! Don't hurt me!!" She sobbed. "Denise I'm Sorry. What happened?" I asked sobbing too. "You passed out and you woke up once but fell unconscious again. Its been a week." Denise cried still hugging me. "Denise. I'm so sorry and where's Sam?" I asked. "He moved into the O2L house. He has slept here ever since you passed out. He went back to the house to change. He hasn't showered or anything. He's only drunk Arizona and starbucks. He ate maybe once or twice. But he's been watching you." She said. "Denise. Lay down with me so you can get some rest." I say. She lays down beside me and she holds my hand soon enough I hear the faint sound of her spaced breathes I fall asleep just listening. Not to sound sick or twisted but I'm glad sam is worried. It just proves even more how much he cares about me.