(Sam POV)
i rolled out of bed and wonderd where he was i got so confused and he ran away..
"alex are u here, please answer im scared:
i got up and walked out of the room, its been a few months that i have lived here and we been fighting so much i cant take it much longer.
i looked out the window and thought for a sencond i slowly opend the window hoped noone was looking. i grabed some paper and a pen and wrote.. "im sorry alex i dont know what to do i feel like you hate me, i miss u so much i dont know where u went, im sorry..."
i went to the kitchen and grabed a knife i slowly breathed in and cut up my arm... i grabed the phone and called 911, i droped the phone and fell unconsious.
(Next day)
I woke up in a hospital bed I felt something touch me I tried to move but I couldn't it felt like something or someone was trying to keep me down. I tried to scream calling for Alex. I finally got the words out "Alex where are you"
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Alex sitting next to me holding my hand. I slowly turned my head and looked at him and whispers softly "why did you leave me alone." "I didn't mean to I couldn't take it anymore" Alex said in a soft voice.
"Than why couldn't you tell me I ended up In a hospital you hated me"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to"
I slowly closed my eyes and the next thing I know is waking up in bed with his arms around me hearing his soft breathing. I tried to turn but his grasp got tighter and didn't let me go.
Sorry for the short chapter I hope u liked it tho my brain is a bubble and it dosnt think much
