Something different (interacial love) process of editing

Chapter 34

James just stands there with his hands to his mouth in shock, and then receives a call."Yeah I was visiting a friend. Alright I'm coming." He says looking at us. "Hey man, I have to go. I am sorry about everything. Take care you two." He says, then turning to leave.

I am in shock and I begin crying because I don't want Sam to die. She has to live. She has so much left to do in her life. She's only fourteen. I begin to shake and Josiah bends down a little to pick me up off the floor.

"Everything is going to be okay. She's a strong girl." He hugs me, walking me over to the chair that he was sitting on in front of the room, sitting down, and placing me on his lap. I immediately try to get back up, but he persists and hold me down.

I look at him, and he pulls me in for a slow kiss, then moves his lips to my neck and it feels so nice, but then I stop him, remembering that we are in a hospital and Sam is hurt. He smiles saying,"I'm sorry."

I look back towards the door, worry written all over my face, and Josiah grabs my face with his hands, squishing my cheeks, making my lips look like a fish's lips. "Hey!" I attempt to say.

"Don't worry. Sam is a strong girl. I remember when I was ten, I was told to watch Sam because she was sick with the flu, and it was really bad that she was home for almost two weeks, but you know what she was doing? She constantly got up in the morning, made her own cereal, went to her room to play with her toys, cleaned up her mess, and went to bed. Sam is amazing. I thought she would get worse, but she got better." He assures me.

"I trust you." I say, pecking him on the lips and at that moment the door open and a woman gasps. I jump off Josiah's lap  and turned around quickly to his mom, dad, and Kayla who is clearly angry, with that frown on her face and the wrinkles to go along with it.

"Anamarie? What are you two doing?" His mom asks, squinting her eyes at me.

He stands up and walks next to me, taking my hand in the process and staring his mom in the eye, as if to dare her to say anymore.  He then says, "Anamarie is my girlfriend."

She looks confused and looks at Kayla, wanting to know what is going on. "No, you are with Kayla." She says and he shakes his head.

"Mom I do not like Kayla. She is just not my type." He says.

"And she is?" She says pointing at me as if I am some type of disease. I thought she was nice, but clearly I was wrong.

"What's wrong with me?" I asks, curious.

"Look at you." She says pointing at me up and down."You're black,could it be?"

"Mom! What the heck. How can you even say that?" Josiah yells, causing the nurses to look our way.

"I don't want my son with a black women. They are just too loud, too dramatic, belligerent, and just too much to talk about.

"Sarah. Everyone is like that." Mr. Hall says, looking uncomfortable.

"I don't even care what you say. Let's go Anamarie." He drags me away from them, making me lose my footing and I almost trip a couple of times.

He goes to the nurse desk and ask for a room, the lady looks at him confused. "This is a hospital." She says leaning up to him and gesturing around us.

"I know. I'll pay for the room. Please." He says ignoring her obvious comment.

 She looks around, shaking her head, then going on her computer, typing some things and then tells us an available room number. 420. She calls one of the nurses and he comes to guide us to the room to open the door for us.

When we get there, the nurse smiles leaving us behind and Josiah goes into the room, and lays on the bed. He sighs.

I go and sit on a chair near the window, and the room is chilly. I get goosebumps, and look at Josiah who is already looking at me. He then props up on his side, with his arm holding his head up, and with the other, he calls me over to him.

"This is not a hotel Josiah." I say.

"I know. The nurse already let me know that. I want you to come under the cover so you can get warm. I can see those goosebumps." He grins.

I get up and go over to him and lay down with my front facing his, and he puts his arms around me, making me feel really warm that I don't want his arms to move. He places his chin on top of my head and we stay there cuddling with each other. I feel something by my leg and quickly move, knowing exactly what it is.

Josiah gets up and he is completely red. "I'm sorry. I think it's just you that gets me like that. You make me feel uncontrolled. Even in the beginning when you were at my house and when I hid you from Kayla, I felt so excited." He scratches the back of his head.

I still lay down and just start laughing. "I'm excited too, but more controlled than you are. I put my arms around him, and we lay back down again. "Should I lay with my back facing you?"

I am about to turn and he stops me, "No, that is definitely not a good idea. Geez." He lays on his back and faces the ceiling. "Ana, I want you so bad, but in this situation it is not going to happen. I want to give you a romantic day, with beautiful flowers, a nice suite, a pool, and all these other things. I really want that day to come. I am also very sorry about what my mom said."

"Hey, don't worry." I say, sitting up to look at him, and I lean down to kiss him.

"Ana, please this is not helping." He is red as a tomato.

"Sorry." I say, pecking his cheek and he looks at me and takes me into a tickling war. He grabs me, placing me under him and begins tickling my ribcage and I burst with laughter, and I get him to, managing to get on top of him, tickling him to death and then we hear the door open and a doctor comes in.

"Is everything alright?" He asks, tilting his glasses down to get a better look at us.

I get off of him and cross my legs on the bed, and Josiah sits at the edge of the bed, facing the doctor saying, "Yeah we are okay." He smiles at me.

The doctor leaves and we begin laughing. I am happy that I can be with this goof and not think of only the negative things going on.

Soon someone else opens the door and Josiah says, "We are okay.

"No you are not. Get out." Josiah's mom comes in, changing both our happy moods.