Peyton's POV
"Samuel is out of surgery and you can visit him one at a time. He might still be sleeping though. He is doing better, but he lost a lot of blood and he is still in bad condition."
"Peyton you can go." Gilinsky told me.
"It's okay. Thanks though. I want to go last cause I will probably take a while."
Gilinsky followed the nurse to his room and eventually came back. The same thing happened until Johnson and skate went.
It was finally my turn.
As much as I wanted it to be, I don't want it to be anymore.
I'm scared.
I'm scared to see my baby hurt.
I followed the nurse to his room which looked fairly large from the outside. I thanked the nurse and she walked away. My hand hovered over the door handle until I finally hand the courage to open it.
He looked pale.
So
So pale.
He had a bunch of wires attached to him. He didn't deserve this.
I sat down in the seat next to his bed and held his hand gently rubbing circles on it.
"Peyton" I heard him say in a croaky voice. His eyes were still closed and he stayed still, but his mouth slightly moved to talk. You could see that he was in pain. So much pain.
"Yes Sammy I'm here it's okay" I said trying not to cry at the beautiful boy in front of me who shouldn't be injured.
"Pey. It hurts. It fucking hurts. My legs, my arms, my head. My heart hurts too. cause even though this hurts me, I can't imagine how much it hurts you."
"Sam don't worry about me right now that's not important I-" before I could finish my sentence, Sam cut me off.
"No. It's always been about you. That's how I want it to be. I want you too feel like your the only girl in the world. You're my princess. You're my favorite hello and hardest goodbye." he said with his voice cracking. "You're my happiness. The reason I wake up everyday. I would be lying if I said that you were everything to me Pey. You are so, so much more than that. I don't fucking care about anything except you. In every situation, I would always choose you. I love you Peyton. More than you could ever know. You are the love of my life and my best friend. Now, I don't want to upset you Peyton." he slowly sat up. The pain was visible in his eyes.
"But in all honesty, I'm not looking so hot right now. I'm trying. But it hurts."
Sam brought his shaky hands to my face and used his thumbs to wipe the tears falling from my eyes."You don't deserve this. You never did anything to deserve this. You always help every one and God rewards you by giving you this?! This shouldn't be happening. We should be home on the couch kissing and cuddling"
Sam slowly and gently kissed me.
"I know doll. But our love wasn't made for movie screens baby. I know you always wanted a perfect ending. Every story might not have the best one. But that doesn't mean it wasn't a good story. I'm sorry Peyton. I really am. But I can't do this anymore." His heart rate monitor started to pick up speed. Nurses rushed in trying to calm him down and see what's wrong. They pushed him back on the bed.
"SOMEBODY FUCKING DO SOMETHING" I screamed.
I grabbed his face in my hands.
"Sam. Sammy. Stay with me please please Sam. Don't leave me. Come on Sam just breathe. Stay with me. Sam. Sam. Stop kidding around. Sam. I love you so much Sam." I bawled while trying to get him to stay awake.
His eyelids closed and his monitor started beeping like crazy.
He opened his mouth barely speaking."to the stars and back" he whispered before the line went flat.
I am honestly crying so so damn hard right now.
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