Ow, fuck.
Ow.
I woke up the next morning in agony. My stomach hurts so bad. I groggily opened my eyes and looked around me, then noticed that I couldn't breathe. I sniffled in and snot coated my nose. My body in response coughed profusely. Everything hurts.
I glanced over at my alarm clock and the time showed 4:26 AM. You need to go back to bed. But before I could do that my body took a hold of me and nausea creeped its existence into my body. I jolted out of bed as fast as I could, but not in enough time before I threw up all over my hallway floor.
Fuck. Lin and Vanessa are going to be so pissed at you.
I had no idea that my body could throw up so much after throwing up my dinner last night.
I hurried to the kitchen and looked under the sink for something to clean up the mess with. You need to clean it up before Lin and Vanessa see.
I got to the kitchen and looked under the sink to have no luck. I closed the cabinet. As I left the kitchen to go to the bathroom, I sleepily knocked over a glass cup that had been sitting on the side of the counter. It dropped and shattered all over the floor. I covered my ears tightly and fell to my bony knees. Tears welled in my already tired eyes, and I started to cry.
Vanessa's POV
I shot up in bed when I heard a loud bag come from the hallway. I looked over next to me and saw Lin slowly opening his eyes. "Did you hear that?" I asked the man next to me. It was 4:31 in the morning. "Mm hm," he responded in a sleepy daze. I kicked my legs over the side of the bed, put my slippers on and and walked out of the bedroom. Lin was closely following me.
As I turned on the hallway light I saw a puddle of what looked like throw up on the floor. I cautiously stepped over it and headed to the kitchen.
When I walked a few feet to the kitchen, what I saw hurt my heart. Sam was curled up in a ball crying, and a broken glass cup shattered all around him.
"Sam." I said with the utmost concern in my voice. I rushed toward him trying to step over as much glass as I could. I put my hand on him and he was burning up. I put two and two together and realized that he threw up and tried to clean it up. I felt so awful that he didn't feel like he could come to us about this. "Come on bud let's get you cleaned up," I said. It was like he couldn't hear me. "Sam, it's okay, it's all okay." I assured him. He still remained in place on the floor with fear in his eyes. Lin came over to him and gently picked him up. Sam instantly wrapped his legs around his waist and nuzzled into his neck. He was still crying. It broke my heart to see.
Lin brought Sam to our room and put him in the middle of the bed. "Stay with him, I will go clean up," Lin told me. "Thank you."
"Sam," I said to him. He looked over at me. He was still crying. "Come here, I've got you buddy. I've got you," I pulled him into my chest and he immediately relaxed. He was still burning up. I could immediately tell was sick. I felt so bad for him.
After about twenty minutes I felt his body fully relax. He had basically cried himself to sleep. All I wanted for him is to feel peace. To feel okay.
Lin came back to bed and saw that Sam had fallen asleep. "He was that tired and scared huh?" He asked me. "Yeah," I answered sadly to him. "I wish he was more comfortable with us," Lin expressed. "Lin, I think he is comfortable here, but I think he has so much trauma and baggage that he doesn't know how to truly trust and be comfortable with someone," I explained.
"His birthday is tomorrow and I hope that he can finally see how much we love him," Lin said, closing his eyes. "Me too," I agreed.
Sam's POV.
I woke up hours later in Lin and Vanessa's bed. I have no idea how I got here. I looked over at the clock and saw the time, 10:23 AM.
Fuck. I have to go to school.
I tried to get out of the bed, but my body wouldn't let me move. I tried harder and finally sat up, but my body ached so bad. I felt like throwing up again. I looked over at the side of the bed and saw a small bucket, one that I assumed was put there after I threw up all over the floor. I grabbed it as fast as I could and threw up in it.
Okay so I'm not going to school today.
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