CARLEE'S POV
He woke me up at about 7 and gave me an hour or so to get ready before he made me breakfast to go and drove me to the hospital to see Sam.
I wore a sweatshirt and yoga pants, which he said were his "kryptonite," gaining a little laugh from me.
"You look beautiful, Love." He reached across the middle console and held my hand.
"Oh bull. Don't compliment this," I said while waving my arm back and forth between my shirt and bottoms.
"Hey Jaxon?"
"Yessss, Carlee??"
"You said you've always loved me, or liked me a lot, but there were so many girls before me.... So, were you lying when you told me that?" I asked, simply out of curiosity.
"Let's have this conversation after we get out of the hospital. I don't need you crying when we get in there."
Crying? What? Oh GREAT.
I walked in wearing my waterproof mascara, knowing that to see my best friend like this would surely have me in tears.
"Excuse me Miss, what room is Samantha Mallard in?"
"Room 121, straight up the elevator, second door on your right."
"Thank you M'aam," and with that, I walked as fast as I could to see my best friend.
"Jaxon, I think you oughta stay outside, I'm gonna be a wreck."
"Alright Baby Girl, if you need me, I'm out here."
"Don't.... Call me that right now," I added, hesitating at the end.
"Alright," He grabbed my wrist and spun me back around towards him,"What's wrong?"
"We're talking after, remember??" I rolled my eyes and walked away.
I walked in the room and all I saw was my best friend crying, holding her chest, right above the bandages.
"Sam! Are you okay?? Wait, what a stupid question. No, you aren't okay. But, I'm here! And I brought," I reached behind my back and pulled out a movie," MAGIC MIKE! You getta see Channing Tatum's butt, so if anything does happen, you'll die happy."
She did that little thing were she laughed so hard she couldn't breathe and that, right there, is when I knew; if I lose my best friend, I won't have anything.
"Thank you Carlee, but I need a little rest. Could we hold off watching the movie till the weekend?" She asked me while wiping her remaining tears off her face.
"Always Sam! How is Andrew holding up with all of this??"
"He hasn't left this entire time," she said, pointing to the right side of the room, and sure enough, her boyfriend of 3 years was fast asleep.
"Jaxon is right outside, and I won't keep him waiting on me. I love you to the moon and back, Caterpillar," laughing at my ridiculous childhood nickname for my bestfriend.
"Love you too, BumbleBae," she laughed even harder than I did.
I hugged her as tight as I could without hurting her, and then walked out.
I turned around right before I left to see a small tear leave her eye.
It'll be okay, I almost said but.... she would've cried more.
I turned back around and sat on the edge of her bed and wiped under my eyes before I began my speech.
"What are you doing? Ja-----" I cut her off.
"Listen, Jaxon is my boyfriend. YOU are my BEST FRIEND. That means you mean WAY more than a stupid guy that I have only been dating for a week and a day. Listen here, we have been through too damn much to throw it all away over a gun shot," she laughed a little right here, as did I,"and we will go through so much more together. You're here for me even when I don't want you to be. Through EVERYTHING, you were here. You were here when I started cutting, starving, and anything else I could do. You were here for me when my mom died," I had to blow my nose right here due to excess blockage and the tears," we were FOUR, Sam. You should've been playing with barbies. But NO, you MADE your mom walk you across the street to my house, so you could hug me and watch a movie with me. We have had so many good times and I won't let those be thrown away because some dipshit hunter didn't know what the hell he was doing!! Remember, all of our bitches drive Razor scooters," she laughed a little right there,"and..... I remember when we were fourteen and we were outside in your backyard and you sent the most embarrassing picture of me and my lipstick to Lucas Forst. I remember that like it was yesterday. Oh yeah, and you trying to lunge into your pool. Good times. You are my best friend, Samantha. I will do ANYTHING to keep you alive. Hell, I'll die and become an organ donor and you can HAVE my stomach just so yours doesn't fail. I love you best friend. Always have, always will." At this point, we were both wrecks.
But it was okay.
(A/N) This chapter hit right at heart for me. Yes, I did change names around in here but that isn't the point of this. My best friend is up camping and won't be back for another two days.
I know what you're thinking, "Two days, get over yourself."
Well, I will not get over myself because that's two MORE days that I won't be able to talk to my best friend.
And I don't even have my phone so I can't talk to her that way either!
But, her and I will be spending the entire day together soon enough so thank god for that.
That was all.
I love you guys (:
-Riley (:
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Teen FictionCarlee Hemmeway is just a young girl who has gone through the worst. Self harm, losing her mother, an abusive father, almost losing her best friend. And then a young boy pulls her out of her emotional rollercoaster, only able to go down. Will he tur...