You Complete Me

Chapter 9

I called Sam about a thousand times in the last half hour, what is she up to? Was she still vex? Guilty? I groaned in frustration. After a few more minutes of calling, someone finally picked up but it wasn't who I expected.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Peters? Is Sam there?" concern laced in my words, I sensed her hesitation.

"Sam's-" she managed to choke up, "Sam's in a coma," her words soft and full of pain as they passed through the speakers on my phone, "she overdosed on painkillers." She started sobbing, "What?! When!?" I shrieked into the phone, "Two days."

"Two days!" I couldn't believe it, I had been a terrible girlfriend and this was the God's way of punishing me. "Where is she?" Mrs. Peters told me that she was in the Mount Hope hospital in room 5 before hanging up. She sounded so depressed, I had to go see Sam, she needed to come back to me.

I ran downstairs and grabbed mom's keys off the counter and marched towards the door, tears brimming my eyes. Stacey, Megan and mom rushed outside after me, "Claire, where are you going?" Their expressions worried and pained, I could be up to anything and driving wouldn't be a grand idea right now but I had to get to her.

"It's Sam. She's in a coma." Each word that left my lips caused a pang in my chest, it felt as though my heart was literally breaking. "Let me drive." my mom took the keys and got in the driver's seat, Stacey, Megan and I piled into the back seat. The two on either side of me whispered soothing words as we drove to the hospital, this was my fault, I should have let her explain.

The words lingering in my head as I beat myself up about the past few days, I should have been there for her.

We had reached and as soon as we pulled up in the parking lot I got out of the car, running up to the front desk, begging to go see Sam. The lady told me to have a seat but I refused to just sit and wait, Sam shouldn't even be here, how could I have allowed this to happen?

I started screaming at the woman to let me see Sam, "Let me see my girlfriend! Please! She needs me!"

"Yes, but you need to have a seat miss. You are disturbing everyone here and I don't want to have to take extreme measures if you don't comply."

Mom, Stacey and Megan had come to my side and carried me to the nearest seat, I started crying into mom's shoulder. Why!? The one worded question that was always the hardest to answer.

Why didn't I let her explain? Why didn't I be the understanding girlfriend? Why did I walk out on her? Why did I cheat on her with someone I met that same night? Why was she here? In this hospital? And why wasn't I there for her? When she need me?

I cried for all the questions unanswered, by the time I had calmed, mom's entire left shoulder was soaked with tear stains and my face was red from crying. "Come, Claire. Let's get you cleaned up." Stacey suggested while Megan took my hand and the two led me to the washroom.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, various emotions swirled in the depths of my two glazed over orbs. Surely, I should be the one in Sam's place.

I dismissed the thought as soon as it came but that didn't make me agree any less with it. I sighed and splashed some cold water unto my face, I doubt there was any tears left to cry.

I went back out to the waiting room with Stacey and Megan following closely behind, a doctor was talking to mom. "Doctor? Sam? Is she okay? Could I go see her now?" I rushed my words, impatient being an understatement.

"Yes, you can go in now but only one person." Everyone looked at me knowing that I should be that one person.

The doctor took me to her room, "She has a 95% chance of not waking up so I suggest you make the most of it." A sob escaped my sore throat as I saw her hooked up to the machines, how could she? She looked so peaceful yet I could still see the lines of worry and pain etched in her features, she'd been crying? I collapsed at the side of her bed, no longer in control of the tears that raced down my tired features.

"Sam? Baby? Please, wake up? Baby, I miss you and need you and love you and want you. I know, I know I should have been there for you, I know I should have let you explain but I wasn't thinking. I only remember you cheating on me and I let my emotions take control. I want you back, I want to apologize and make it up to you, I want to tell you all the things that I miss about you and that I cherish every part of you. You made me complete," I couldn't control myself from letting my emotions flow out of me and I was telling the truth, I needed her, "you loved me for me, you accepted me, flaws and all, you were always there, baby? Please, come back to me. Let me hold you in my arms for the rest of my life and let me share countless moments and memories with you. Let me love you the way you loved me. I was so selfish to let you go. Sam, please!? I love you?"

No response, the slow beeping of the life monitor taunting my being, teasing me, rubbing in my pain and burying it in my memory. I sobbed, for the millionth time today, I just let it all out until I had not a single tear left in me, if that was even possible.

I just sat there, there was nothing I could do besides wait, and wait is what I was going to do, I had to. She would wake up and hug me and kiss me and tell me she loves me, I know she would. She has to.