Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }

Chapter 20 ~ She's back for more ?

Sam's P.O.V.

"Hey, I think she finally went to sleep." Jc whispered so he wouldn't wake her up.

"Are you sure?" I couldn't see her, because I was holding onto her. It took twenty minutes for me to get her to try to go back to sleep. She refused to talk to anyone, but we all stayed in the room.

"Yeah, she is." Kian stood up and rubbed his eyes.

"What do you think she dreamed about?" Jc asked while grabbing a blanket to cover Jazmin. I tried to unwrap my arms from around her, But she clung on to me tighter.

"Uh, help.." I whispered. It's not that I didn't want to stay with her, like that, right now, but I thought she'd feel a little better sleeping alone. She could move freely, and not feel like she was trapped.

Connor grabbed her arms carefully, while I slipped away. Jc covered her with the blanket and she cuddled into it. She looked so peaceful, completely different from thirty minutes ago.

"Be quiet." I said to them as we walked out of the room. I made sure I was last. I turned off the lights and looked at her once more before closing the door.

"I have no idea." I finally answered Jc. We all walked into the living room and sat down. We were all quiet.

I don't know how they felt, but I felt awful. Like it wasn't just the dream that made her that way. She still hasn'retold me about what happened in the hospital, and her parents. Her parents; she hasn't told me anything about them. She told me that they never did get along that we'll, but not that they ever had to. They were hardly ever around.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Ricky rubbed his eyes. "She really scared me."

"She scared you? I heard her first. I thought you were watching a horror movie really loud or something." Jc said burying himself in the couch.

"She'll be okay." I said with hope. She has to be okay. She can't not be. We can help her.

"Hey!" Kian threw a pillow at my face when I closed my eyes. I looked at him and he pointed at Jc, Ricky, and Connor. They were already sleeping. "How many times have we done this?"

"A lot." I threw the pillow back at him and closed my eyes again. "It's not our fault that the couches and floors are comfortable when you're tired."

Within a few seconds I felt the pillow again. "Kian!" I opened my eyes, but closed them when I saw the light.

"It's morning! Get up!" He whisper/yelled. "She's not awake yet."

I opened my eyes and looked around. Kian apparently woke them up, before me, because they were still struggling to get up. We heard water running and turned our head inbthatbdirection and then to Kian.

"I thought you said she wasn't awake?" I stood up and started walking towards her room.

"She wasn't." He answered once I knocked on the door.

I heard the guys whispering and a door close. "Jazmin?" I opened the door and walked in. She wasn't there, but I knew she'd have to be in the bathroom.

I stood there a minute, listening to the running of water and sniffles. She opened the door and walked out holding on to her first. She gave me a sly smile and stopped a dearest away from me.

"Funny how I can manage to do this while sleeping." She showed me her wrist. Small red streaks of blood. She sounded ashamed, but her face showed it wasn't intentional.

I grabbed.her wrist and examined it. Not meeting her eyes, because I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it. She seemed uneasy as. starred down at her. I began to remember of the first day I met her, and I saw the scars. She looked mortified. I'm sure no girl, especially Jazmin, would want someone to judge her for it.