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✌︎𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑣✌︎
We got to the hospital, I was trying my best on not freaking out but I was freaking out. What if he's not okay? I can't lose him. I love him.
Once we got to the hospital we had to wait. It was like 2 am and I was so tired, the dress was getting uncomfortable, I was just waiting until they said something.
"Hey Sam you should go home and rest" soda said wearing some sweats and a white t-shirt he must of changed
"When did you change? Where's everyone did I fall asleep?" I asked
"Two and Steve left, Gabby had to leave, and well I left but I came back, i went to your house real quick and brought you some shorts, a top, and a sweater, oh and some fuzzy socks cause I saw them and they look real comfortable and slides." He held a little bag, I smiled and hugged him
"Thank you Sodapop, I'll go change and by any chance did you bring my glasses?" I asked him
"You wear glasses?" He chuckled
"I'm wearing contacts right now, but yeah I'm kinda blind from a far"
"Nope sorry, if I knew I would've brought them" he grinned and gave me the bag.
"I'll be back, thanks again soda"I kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to change. Once I changed I put the dress in the bag, I felt so much better, I was wearing biker shorts with a black sweater, so i felt pretty comfortable.
I went back to the waiting room and sat down next to soda.
"Why don't you go home?"I asked Yawning
"I did then came back, cause I knew you were going to be here, and I figured you needed a shoulder to sleep on since we are going to be waiting." He chuckled softly, we saw a doctor come out with an clipboard and we both looked at him
"Dallas Winston?" He questioned, we both got up and walked towards him
"How is he?" Soda asked him
"The stab wound was pretty deep but you called in time, he lost a lot of blood but thankfully he is okay. Right now he is asleep cause of the anesthesia but he might be a sleep for longer cause of the surgery, somethings he can't do are any physical activity, well that's the only thing he can't do. Meaning no sports, no running, no sexual intercourse, no parties, I noticed that he smokes so no smoking, no drinking, nothing too physical, well that's, he is in room 739 floor B"
"Thank you" I grinned softly and walked with soda to the elevator to go tot dally's room.
"So you and Dal won't be doing it" soda laughed
"It's not the best time for jokes soda" I mumbled
"Just trying time lighten up the mood" He mumbled
"This is my fault, if I never left the parking lot this never would have happened" I felt my eyes water
"What happened out there anyway?" He asked
"Dally got drugged and thought I was Sylvia And was making out with her and I saw and I got mad and when he noticed it wasn't me he started saying sorry, he even cried cause he was telling the truth and my stubborn ass didn't believe him to I went up to violet cause she was the one that drugged him and asked her and she said it was true and then when I went back he was on the floor" the elevator stopped and we walked down the hall
"I'm sorry Sam that sounds horrible" He hugged me and I hugged him back
"It's okay soda, there was nothing we could of done" I sighed and he kissed my forehead.
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We got to the room and I opened the door slowly. I saw him sleeping peacefully and I smiled to myself and walked over to him quietly.
I put his hair behind his ear and I kissed his forehead.
"Please be okay" I said softly, I sat in the chair next to the bed, and i tried getting comfortable in the uncomfortable chair.
Soda sat in the other chair and he turned on the small lamp. I was really tired so I tried sleeping.
