first off, thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoy. I PROMISE this book gets better as you go on. This was my first book and quite honestly sucks but it gets better as you go. Beware of extreme cliches and cheesiness xxI slid down the wall with tears streaming down my face, pulling my face into my knees as I landed with a thud on the cold tile floor. This can't be happening. I refuse to believe that this is happening. The smell of alcohol and hospital filled my nose and seemed to only make matters worse. She can't be gone. My mother was the only person that I had left after my father died 3 years ago. This is why I hate hospitals. There was rarely ever good news there. Tears were streaming down my face like waterfalls as I refused to believe that this is happening. My biggest nightmare was coming true. I heard foot steps patting against the white tile floor of this hell hole as doctors constantly rushed through the busy hallway of the hospital. I just sat there. With my back pressed against the wall, bawling into my knees. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I slowly turned around to see a boy who looked to be about my age.
"Hey, are you alright?" He asked. As much as I tried to reply to his friendly gesture, words couldn't come out as much as I tried. I guess he understood because he pulled me into a hugged and he crouched down on the floor to reach my level. He put my face into his chest as I continued to bawl into it. Here I am. On a hospital floor refusing to believe the worst news ever to be true and crying my eyes out onto a stranger on a hospital floor. I slowly started to calm down with the comfort of his hand gently rubbing my back as he embraced me in his arms.
"Sssshhhh. Calm down. Everything will be okay" he whispered. I somehow found his words assuring. Once he sensed that I had calmed down enough to get out a sentence without choking on my tears, he asked me what was wrong.
" my mom.... She was the only one that i had left" I found the strength to say in a raspy voice. " and now, she's gone", I said with tears streaming down my red checks. The boy brought his thumbs to my face and wiped away the tears under my eyes.
"I'm Sam and I saw you crying from down the hall so I wanted to see if you were okay cause it looked like you needed someone. I'm so sorry for your lose. And I know that this is kind of weird considering the fact that I just met you, but I'm going to give you my number."
Is he trying to hit on me after all of this?
" call me if you ever need me. I don't care if it's 4:00 in the morning. I know what your going through because I lost my dad when I was very young. I could see that you need someone." He ran up to the hospital desk and grabbed a piece of paper and jotted down what I assumed was his number. Sam gave it to me and along with another hug.
"You're too pretty to cry. Call me if you need me, I need to get back to my friends now."
"Okay...... Thank you Sam", I told him. He got up off the ground and started to walk away. He slowly came to a stop though and turned around to face me.
"I never caught your name, beautiful"
"Peyton" I simply replied before he continued to walk away.
A/N
This is the introduction to my first book! I hope it wasn't that bad... The next chapter will be in Sam's point of view.
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constellations :: s.w [completed]
Fanfiction"I hate you" "No you don't babe, you love me" he replied with a playful smirk plastered across his face "Samuel Howard Wilkinson, I hate the fact that I don't hate you" © All Rights Reserved to @lmaowilk © 2015 @lmaowilk