𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 ;; 𝘫.𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺 ✓

|~33~|

Sammy's pov

It had been a while and everyone was panicking from what I could tell, Johnson had left to go get some of Val's things, because everyone had a feeling that she'd be staying longer than a night. Taylor was calling her parents, and Nate was sleeping. I sat awake next to him and I just waited.

I wondered why? Why did this have to happen to her out of everyone. I couldn't understand why, and I had a feeling it had to do with all the hate Val was getting. When I get home me and stassie were going to have a very important conversation.

"Are you in any relation to the victim?"
Victim, I didn't like hearing that word at all.

I looked up seeing a doctors in blue and white scrubs, with blood stains on his shirt.

Was that Val's blood?

"No, uh, I'm just her friend. He's the boyfriend, her parents are on the way" I stayed pointing to a sleeping Nate.

"Could I talk to you?" He mumbled nodding. I nodded slightly confused and stood up. He walked us over towards the hallways.

"I didn't want to mention this in front of him, just in case he woke up and heard," he started, as he nodded towards Nate. "Val, I don't think she's gonna make it, not after what she went through"