Warped Petals (Sam-I-Am x Guy-Am-I)

Chapter 7

I stare at the silent man lying before me, watching as his chest rises and falls. Sam was going to be okay, but he hasn't woken up yet. To say I'm worried would be an understatement, I'm terrified. His face is blank and peaceful, which is a good change from terrified at any given moment.

A knocking at the open door behind me pulls my mind away from the man in front of me, although I don't take my eyes off of him.

"Guy? May we come in?" Michellee asks, her voice hushed.

I nod, reaching for Sam's hand as E.B. slinks around to the other side of the bed, looking at all the equipment before looking at Sam. Michellee places her hands on my shoulder as we all stare down at the man before us.

"Is he going to be okay?" E.B. questions, looking up at me, eyes full of wonder.

"Yes, he hasn't woken up yet," I start, pulling my eyes away from Sam to look at the small girl, although I don't want to. "But he should hopefully make a full recovery, that is if he ever wakes up..."

Michellee breathes in like she's about to speak, then stops, only to do it again, "I know that this may not be the best time to talk about it, but I feel that it might be time to say it."

I look up at her, tilting my head in question.

"I think it's time that we further our relationship, nothing drastic, but I want to be around you more, is all."

I turn my head back to Sam, watching his chest once more, my eyes widening as I realize what she means.

"I think it's time that we move in together, Guy. We can become a real family."

"Can we talk out in the hall... please?" I can feel my eyes start to water, but I hold my tears back as I stand up and look at Michellee.

"Of course, dear," She follows me out in the hall, shutting the door behind her as we leave E.B. with Sam in the room.

"What's wrong?" She asks, folding her arms to protect herself from the chill of the hallway.

I breathe, trying to keep myself calm, then begin, "I've always loved you Michellee, and always will, but..." I bite my lip nervously, looking down at the ground then back to her. "I don't think it was the way I had originally thought."

"What do you mean?"

"I... I think I fell in love with you to distract myself from the world- I mean, from the things that were getting me down."

"What are you talking about, Guy? You're not making much sense to me..." I stare into her eyes, praying that she won't get too hurt from what I'm saying.

"You were my world when we first got together but... I think that might have faded, Michellee."

She stares at me and I stare back, and her eyes begin to widen as she seems to realize what I mean.

"Are you... breaking up with me?"

I nod timidly, staring back down at the floor.

"I-I don't understand, was it something I did?"

"N-no, no not at all. I just... I think I'm in love with someone else." I say as I try to coil up my body to protect myself from the pain I've brought upon the woman I once loved.

Michellee rambles on as her voice becomes shaky, and yet all I want to do is go back to Sam. What is wrong with me? How could I want to escape from the pain I've caused before me to go back to the man that wasn't even awake to say I love him?

"I'm sorry..." Is the only thing I can manage to say without breaking down, I bite my lip again to keep my emotions bottled up a little longer, but I can feel a tear slowly gliding down my cheek.