They left you for dead. Lying there on the cold hard concrete ground of the now empty warehouse. Blood pouring out of the corners of your mouth as you tried to call Sam, your boyfriend. Tears sprung in your eyes, threatening to spill over. The pain was unbearable, you knew you weren't going to make it.
Especially when there was nobody to help you. Why would they just leave you there, did you do something wrong. Were you not good enough to live anymore. Rejection. That was your greatest fear. That you would be casted out, and sent away from the ones who you care about. But that's exactly what happened, slowly dying by yourself with nobody to save you. Suddenly Sam pops out of nowhere.
"S-S-Sam." You stammer, coughing up blood. He smirks and leans down to you. Then he pulls out a knife, and drags it across your skin. "Sam...No." You choke out.
SAM POV
"Sam." Her voice cracked as she spoke. "Yeah?" I reply wrapping my strong arms around her, and pulling her closer to me. "Sam don't. Stop. No Sam." Y/N whimpered, shaking. "What's wrong?" I suddenly realize that she's having a nightmare. "Sam!!! Please stop!!" She pleads, I grab her shoulders and shake her slightly.
"Y/N wake up." Her eyes snap open. "Holy..." she mumbles. "Are you okay?" I ask her, caressing her cheek, and brushing some hair out of her face. "I'm fine." Is all she says before kissing me gently on the lips. "You would never hurt me right?" She asks, concern spreads across her face. "Never." I kiss her sweetly before drifting off to sleep.
Sorry this one is so short!
