Asher's POV
I've been with Sam for a week now. Again. I probably look a fright. I haven't really done much sleeping or eating, but I've been persuaded to take a few showers out of pity for the nurses.
I have refused to see my parents. I just want to be alone. I know they have to be wondering who this girl is, and why she means so much to me. They know nothing, because I never really got a chance to tell them. No one can comfort me now. There are only two people who ever truly could. One is dead, and the other is lying in the hospital bed before me. Probably gone because of all the pain and her parents, she could finally see them again, couldn't she.
I just sit here. Holding her hand, with only electronical beeps to keep me company. She just looks so small and fragile . . . all bandaged up alone on the bed. I often wonder what I'd do with out Sam in my life, but all I see is a blank screen. I know how cheesy that must sound, but it's true. I don't want to go back to the shell of a person I was before, since Nate died. Just going through the motions, waiting to wake up to Nate tickling my nose with a feather so I'll wipe shaving cream all over my face and say, "I gotcha."
But now, I know he's fine where he is. Now I just wait for the only person outside of my family that I have ever really loved to open those baby blues so I can let out the breath I've been holding for a week now.
I laid my head on her chest, and let the tears roll down my face. "Please wake up, Sam . . . I need you," I whispered. I just laid there for a minute listening to the steady beeping of the monitors.
"Beep....beep....beep....beep..beep,
beep,beepbeepbeepbeepbeep."
I shot up. This is never good. In the movies, this is where bad things always happen. I felt the tears come faster, as I watched the line on her heart monitor go haywire.
Then I was just staring at a flat line.
I felt my flood gates open. I just got on her bed and hugged her close. I bawled, not knowing what I'm going to do in the morning, just that this is what I need right now. I drifted off to sleep with her in my arms.
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