Scarred

Chapter 47

Sarah POV-

I couple hours later, we all sat in the living room to watch a movie. I laid my head on Ross's chest, and I felt my stomach grumble.

"Do you want something to eat?" Ross whispered in my ear. I shook my head. "Babe, you haven't eaten all night. Please?" He asked. I shook my head. "Do you at least want popcorn?" He asked. I shrugged. "Can you get it in the kitchen for us?" He asked with a laugh. "Fine." I said with a roll of my eyes.

I got up, and as soon as my feet hit the floor the world around me started to spin. I shook my head vigorously, then started walking to the kitchen.

I saw something dark come from the corner of my eyes, and started to cave in. What was happening to me? Am I going to pass out?

I stumbled all the way to the door frame of the kitchen, then I felt myself hit the ground, but everything went black.

Ross POV-

I saw Sarah shake her head, as if she was trying to shake something off of her. I was going to ask her if she was ok, but then she started to walk off.

I turned my head to face the movie again, and not even a minute after, I heard a loud hang hit the floor. I jolted my head in Sarah's direction, and I saw that she was lying on the floor.

I jumped out of my seat and bolted to my girlfriend. I leaned down next to her, then turned her over so her face was looking at me. Her eyes were closed, but she was still breathing. "Ross?" I heard a voice say, "What's wrong?"

"H-help!" I cried out, not answering the question that person asked. I soon heard thundering footsteps sprinting in my direction. Then, I saw my siblings hover over Sarah and I. "I'll get Mom." Rocky stated, then ran upstairs.

"Here let's get her on the couch." Ashley inquired. I quickly swooped her up, then carried her to the couch.

"Why would she pass out?" Riker asked. I then remembered she didn't want to eat anything all day. She was too stressed, too nervous. But I didn't want to tell my siblings that, so I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Here's mom!" I heard Rocky yell as he ran down the stairs. "Hey guys!" My mom greeted us. "Let me get a wet towel and then I'll come back." She said as she quickly walked into the kitchen.

I looked at my girlfriend's pale face, and brushed a piece of hair out of her face. I wish I could just take her hand and jolt some energy into her so she could open her beautiful blue eyes and shower me with kisses.

But not yet, she can't.

She can't.