You Complete Me

Chapter 10

I've visited Sam everyday since that day, one painful day after another, sometimes alone or with Stacey, Megan, mom, Mrs. Peters, even Jess showed up a few times.

Her birthday had passed, and I carried a small cake with a 21 candle, my birthday had passed and I turned 19 in that same hospital room. I decided that if I couldn't make memories with her outside of this room then I'd make them in here. I tried keeping my family and friends closer to help with the depression but most nights I find myself crying to sleep.

My dreams were nightmares that made me question and doubt that Sam was going to wake up. Every lonely second became a drag, a blur that I would forget only because I couldn't spend it with Sam. That room had become my second home in just a matter of one day.

I've visited for nine months or ten? Whichever one and each second spent staring at Sam's beautiful face and resting body, I engraved in my mind. Every feature that was hers I held in my mind, thinking about her and dreaming about her even though good dreams were rare. I would speak to her everyday and tell her how everyone else is going when they couldn't show up but I made it a priority.

I should have done it from the start, make her a priority no matter what, but I guess life likes playing it's little games on us. It hurts us and tears us down piece by piece by taking away the ones we love unexpectedly.

Days, weeks, months passed and that slow beeping had me going insane but I had to hold it together, for myself and for Sam because when she wakes up, I'm going to be the best things she's never had. I'm going to wake up next to her every morning and I'm going to tell her everyday how much she means to me.

I sighed, once again staring at Sam's body covered in her hospital gown laying on the bed, unmoving. Her chest rising and falling almost in time with the life monitor. I held onto her hand and sometimes I'd crawl in beside her and lay on her chest, listening to her heart beat as it sooths my soul.

I would never let go of her and I'd make sure she comes back to me. "Sam, I don't know if you're hearing me but you need to wake up. You need to open those stunning eyes of yours and move those luscious lips of yours and those gentle hands of yours needs to be around me. Listen to my voice if you could, everyone needs you, I need you!" I was desperate.

"They can't take you away from me and I won't let them. Come back to me and be mine, once again and forever. I can't lose you because I'd be losing a part of my self, a main part, baby? Sam Peters, you are my everything." the last part coming out a whisper, I doubt there's any fight left in me. I've cried, I've prayed and begged, I've waited, I've spent every moment I could with her. "What more do you want!?" I shouted in hopes that the Gods can answer me, bowing my head in defeat.

"I want you to forgive me."

The words were faint and forced, surely I had to be hearing things. I laughed thinking I was going mad, "I'm going insane. 95% means most likely she'd never wake up, that monitor is playing tricks on my mind right now."

"Yes, you do sound like a mad person." The voice made a soft sound, similar to a forced laugh.

"It's laughing at me?" I looked up, my emotions sky rocketing when my eyes met Sam's ones once again. Sam looked down at my once defeated form, the same emotions can be seen in her eyes. I couldn't believe it, I must be dreaming, one of the rare good dreams?

I rubbed my eyes and the fact that Sam was looking at me as though she was amused with my reactions confirmed that I wasn't.

I left the room to call the doctor after kissing Sam on the forehead, I wanted her back home with me. "It's a miracle!" The doctor exclaimed as she walked into the room to meet a fully awoken Sam.

I laughed as tears ran down my face, it really was a miracle, she was my miracle. The doctor observed the monitor before making quick notes in her clipboard, "She's still a little weak so she needs two more days in here and then you'll have her back at home." And with those last contenting news the doctor left the room to Sam and I.

"You have no idea how much you scared me!" I walked over to the side of her bed, "I've been a terrible wreck and I've cried so much and I prayed and begged, everything and nothing worked until now." I smiled down at her, I couldn't be more happy or grateful in my entire life, I had her back and I'm going to give her the world.

"I heard you, you know. Every word, I was surrounded by darkness but then I heard you, your voice, and I followed it. I wasn't scared though because you led me back to life and I appreciate you, you saved me, baby."

That night I slept in Sam's bed and told her made up stories and kissed her goodnight before she fell asleep on me. I stared up at her, "I love you, Sam Peters." I whispered, my words full of meaning and truth.

"I love you, Claire Jackson." I could tell that she was in-between sleep and wake but that didn't stop her words from being any truer than mines.