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*reminder*

I finally manage to sum up the energy,and prise my eyes open,

"JESS!!!"

Why do I feel like I'm in a lot of trouble?...

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Jess's POV

I smile weakly, and lift my hand to clutch my head.
Sam really can shout.

"Yeah?" I say hoarsely, Sam notices the tone of my voice, and stands up to get me a glass of water.
Sitting back down he waits until I've had sip of water, before launching into full on interrogation mode.

"Do you have any idea how worried I've been?! Why the hell would you even let him in the house?! He could have killed you!! He almost did! I've be been worried out of my mind, and you practically let him abuse you!! I can't believe how reckless you were!!really?!  After everything we've done!! Why did you-"

"Sam,stop. I know you're mad with me,and you have every right to be. But at least let me tell my side of the story first?"

He hesitates and is about to rant again,before sighing and nodding saying he's going to allow me to speak.
I take a deep breath myself and begin,

Avoiding his eyes whilst I start to explaining I promise myself not to look at him. I begin with,

"Okay. So you left to get some clothes,and said you wouldn't be long. I waited and waited for about twenty minutes and you still weren't back. Someone knocked on the door, and I went to answer it, thinking it was you. Obviously it wasn't. It was Jack. He was drunk and didn't realise what he was doing. Pushing me inside the house before I can lock him out, he tries to force me back into a relationship with him, I get mad and slap him, so he hits me and doesn't stop. The last thing I remember is you shouting my name after Jack fell to the floor. Okay? So you're right. I was irresponsible, I was stupid, I shouldn't have done it, and I'm so so sorry for worrying you. I'm so sor-"

"Jess." He says softly,

I look at him finally and see the tears have welled in his eyes,

"Yes?" I whisper,

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone off at you. It's not your fault. You didn't let him do it. It was just me jumping to conclusions. I'm sorry. I-I was so worried."
Now it's my turn for tears,
Holding my arms out, he comes forward and wraps his arms around my torso, I put my own arms around his neck.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles into my neck,

"It's fine. But it wasn't your fault in the first place, you didn't know."

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Sam and I are just curled up on my hospital bed, watching a "Simpson's" episode,because the doctor said I have to rest, when Casey, Oliver and Rosalie run into the room.

"MOM!!" Rose yells,
Casey smiles apologetically, as Rose jumps on top of Sam and I, practically hugging me death.

"Sorry Jess, the doctor came in and told us,I couldn't restrain her."

I laugh and hug Rose back,
"It's fine Casey, I missed her too. I missed all of you."
As Rose clambers off, Sam grabs her, and lifts her up into his arms, squealing she hugs him as well.
I hold my arms out for Oliver, as Casey walks towards me.
Laying him in my arms, Casey sits in the chair next to my bed, while Sam continues to play with Rose. Gently I been to rock Oliver in my arms, he's so cute.
Apparently he enjoys the move,want because he begins to giggle.
I smile and say,

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