Remember 2

Chapter 21

whoa an update
that's my cat
he's hazels cat in this book
I want this book to get 1k
that is all.

*week later*

I refused to go see Sam the whole time he was in the hospital. I was so scared of seeing him like that; technically he was getting out of the hospital today. He had to go through therapy.

I was in his room under his bed sheets, taking in the scent of his covers on it made me smile; but, I missed him.

I pulled out the note and re-read it for the hundredth time through. I winced thinking about him; gosh I love him so much.

I found myself walking out to actually grab a spec of food. I've been so focused on Sam I've barely ate. I think the last thing I ate recently was yesterday at lunch. It's around 4:00pm now, I think.

I remembered I had to pick up Blue from the O2L house today. I was grieving so I was worried I couldn't take care of him. I heard a meow and smiled widely.

"Hi Kitten!" I said at the relatively large cat on my counter now. I picked him up and kissed his head softly. Sam and I still haven't decided on a name yet for him, but I was thinking something like Mittens or something a white girl would name her cat.

Probably Pumpkin Spice Latte

I rolled my eyes and kissed his head again before putting him onto the floor again and giving him some kitty treats. He ate them quickly and I smiled.

I cleaned out his litter box and washed my hands in the kitchen. I heard the door click open and I groaned. "Yes Kian?" I asked and he chuckled.

"Can I borrow some eggs?" He asked and I looked over at him. "KIAN YOUR HAIR." I yelled as I looked at his brown hair now; I swear it was blonde yesterday. "It's for the movie I'm doing! Don't worry, I'm not fond of it either. Can I get those eggs?" I tossed him one and he caught it.

I rummaged for another one and threw him the second one; which cracked on him. "Hey! I liked this shirt." He winced at the goopy mess on his shirt and I grabbed a paper towel and wiped it off. "Better?"

"Yeah I guess." I handed him a new egg and he left. I heard the door shut and I looked around the kitchen and started doing dishes. I kept my eyes on the dishes when the door opened again almost 20 minutes later.

"Kian. Leave. I want to be alone, you know that." I growled as I washed a bowl with a sponge. "Are you sure?" I moved my eyes from the bowl to the sink faucet. "Sam?" I asked before looking over to the door.

He was in his tank top; bloody I might say, but dry. His arms were wrapped up in white tape and medical pads I assume. I ran quickly to him and jumped into his arms, he held me tight and I smiled.

"I'm so sorry. I'm such a fuck up; never again, never." He cried into my shoulder and I smiled. Can Sam be anymore perfect?

"I want to take you somewhere tonight. It'll be special." He winked and I kissed his lips. "I'll take that as a yes." He chuckled and I kissed him again. "I love you, Sam." I whispered and he smiled as he looked into my eyes.

"Trust me, Hazel, I love you too."