HAYES POV:
im sitting in Sam's hospital room looking down at her and her scars. Her face is red with scratches. Her legs sewed up like a stuffed doll. Her right ankle in a purple cast. I look up at her beautiful face. Her eyes are shut.I didn't dare to look on her wrists, but i did. I see her scars along her arms and wrists up to her elbows. There are all kinds of needles attached to her arms. While Nash and Carter are busy on their phones i lean over towards sam and hold her wrist. Carefully i kiss her scars. A tear drops down my face onto her arms. The only thing i hear is the clicking of phone keyboards. I take her hand and place it in mine. I look up again at her beautiful face and stare at her shut eyes. I don't know why but today i have been really tired. Still holding her hand i fall asleep on the bar of her hospital bed.
*1 hour later*
I get woken up by a nurse.
"Excuse me sir visiting hours are over I'm afraid you have to leave now"
Nash and Carter are standing behind her waiting for me to get up. I kiss Sam's scars one more time then I get up and walk out the door without turning back.
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Suicidal love
أدب الهواةit broke my heart to see her like this. She moved her shaking arm and hugged me back. I didn't mean or want to break her heart. "I'm sorry" I pulled back and looked her in the eye. She looked right back at me, smiled, and said.... "I'd be lying if I...
