Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }

Chapter 24 ~ Hi everyone..

Sam's P.O.V.

I walked into the room after hours of waiting. She's been awake for about two hours, but the doctor has barely let me come to see her.

She's laying on her back slightly sitting up, facing away from me when I close the door behind me. The noise the door makes gets her attention and she turns to me.

"Sam?" She's barely audible. I sat on the chair beside her bed and she cleared her throat. "Sorry, it's being all retarded."

"How are you feeling?" I asked even though I probably shouldn't have. She looks like hell, she probably feels like it too. Not that she isn't still beautiful, but she looks completely drained of herself.

She rubbed her eyes and turned on her side to face me better. "Pretty tired and stupid." She reached for my hand and I squeezed hers when she just held it loosely.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I remember talking to Marley.. and listening.. but he couldn't hear me.." She closed her eyes and squinted, pinching the top of her nose. "Then everything's just black. The doctor told me why I'm here. Why am I always here for my stupid mistakes Sam? He thinks I'm crazy. He wants to keep me here for observation, and to keep me safe. What does that mean?"

"Calm down. You can't get like this." I look at the ministers as the numbers begin to drop. I've been in hospitals long enough to know how a all this works. "Just breathe. Please." She took slow breathes until she covered her face with her free hand. "You're not crazy.. and he can't keep you here if you don't want to stay."

"Really?" The hope in her eyes to get out of this depressing place is unbearable.

"Yeah, all that need to happen is for your parents to sign you out, and for them to sign you over to either Connor or Ricky, because they are over 20." I talked to the nurses for a while before coming in here, because I knew she wouldn't want to stay here.

"I was literally here last week and found out the worst thing ever. I accepted it and was ready to move on.. but then this.. I find out I have had an eating disorder." A few tears slip out, but she quickly wipes them away. "Is this not too much for you Sam.. to have to deal with this shit?"

I want to ask what it was she found out last week, but if she hasn't told me yet, then she does't want me to know. Her having an eating disorder is pretty heartbreaking. The damage that's done can ruin everything for her.. This shit she's talking about is really nothing to me. Of course I care, but it doesn't change anything. All I want is to be here for her. To help her. It isn't about me at all. I don't care at all about what everyone has been saying. I'm sick and tired of all these people saying lies and getting away with it.

That's exactly why I made a video talking about this a few days ago. Everyone deserved to know before, but my selfishness got the best of me and turned everything upside down.

"I don't care about any of it. All I care about is you." I assured her when her eyes focused on something behind me. I turned around and am met with her parents that I have not properly met yet.

"Um, hi.. I'm Sam. I'm sorry w-" I stood up to greet them, but her dad put his hand up to silence me.

"Don't apologize. It's nice to meet you Sam." He stood his hand out and shook it. Her mom ignored me and walked up to the side of the hospital bed.

"Can you please go away." I heard Jazmin say trying to stay calm. I could tel 'll y her tone that she was holding all lot in. This is the first time they're talking since what happened last week, so I don't blame her.

Without a word, her mom turned around and strode out of the room quickly pulling Jazmin's dad with her.

"Can you make sure they do whatever they're suppose to do Sam? I just want to get out of here."