I Don't Like You

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by Jadath14

by Jadath14

POV: Sam

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I wake up to hear the beeping of monitors. I slowly open my eyes. My head was pounding, everything in the room was spinning. Every part of me was stiff.

All the wires and tubes hooked up to me made laying there very uncomfortable despite the drugs that drip from my IV.

I was alive. I can move my head just enough to see Red sleeping in the chair next to my bed. He was holding my hand. His hand was warm gentle, yet kept the grip on my fingers.

It either had to be late at night or early in the morning. The lights were dark outside my hospital room. I try to speak but all that comes out are small squeaks. I try again. I try to call his name.

"Red," I said hardly audible.

He didn't move. He couldn't hear me. So instead of using up the little energy I have, I decide to go back to sleep.

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"Sam, as your doctor I recommend you to go to a meeting or two for teenagers who are in your position."

The doctor stood in the room while the nurse changed my bandages for the last time.

My wounds are almost healed and I feel 100% better. "Yeah yeah, the group I get it. But I'm fine."

He walked over and touched my shoulder. "I'm fine Dr.Langdon." I wanted him to know that everything was fine that I was never going to try to kill my self again. Dr.Langdon is really nice and I kind of don't want to let him down. I've been in the hospital for the last two days. A short time for normal people but I can't stand not doing anything.

As the Doc was finishing his last sentence Dembe walked through the door with a wheelchair.

Part of me wants to leave and go back home with Red. But I haven't talked to him in two days. I saw him but we didn't say anything. We would just sit and watch TV or read. I don't know what to say. Sorry Red for trying to kill myself. While he just goes on like nothing happened. Those thoughts ran havoc in my head the whole ride home. He didn't even look at me. He just stared out of the window. When we pull up to one of many homes Red has spent time in. It was way too extravagant for Reds taste, I could tell. But that's not what my eyes were drawn too. It was the black SUV in the driveway.
"Is someone else here," I asked.

I turned to Red. I want him to say something a yes or no. I just want to hear his voice.

"Yes, an F.B.I agent."

Hes working with The F.B.I. He working with a agent named Lizzie. Why do I feel jelouse all of a sudden. Im guessing she feels the same.

I walked in to the house to find her sitting on the couch going through some papers. Her hair was cut to her shoulders. She wore a blazer over a dress shirt and slacks. She looks up at me, like she was reading me. I was doing the same to her.

"You look well. I'm Liz." She said with rearly any eye contact.

Shes forward. "Hi, I'm Sam." I said sweetly. Trying to maskerade my true feelings. I walked to the chair in the circle of furniture around the room. This house had art and sculptures every where. The dark red and brown tones in the paint made a warm feeling in the room. The drapes were pull over to show a glimer of light from the outside world.

"You were in my hospital room." I said as I sat. My chair was across from hers. I was out of it but I could still hear things. I heard her voice asking Red who I was and Red refusing to tell her. Telling her that she can't know. My father knows things that neither of us know. It makes me feel uneasy.

Red was no where to be found at the moment. He driffered off somewhere in the giant house.

"Yes I was, Red and I work together. We had things to talk about."

"Big business?" I said. She doesnt like me I could tell, just by the way she roles her eyes. She doesnt even know the connection between me and Red. I guess he wants to keep it that way. She looked annoyed. "That's classified information." She sat back in her seat. She was done with what ever she was doing with the papers. Shes waiting for my dad probably.

I wanted to punch her in her face. Who does she think she is. I stood up. Im not very good with anger. She seemed to get ready for what was coming. Just then Red walks in the room. He walks right past me. He gives me a glance.

I sit back down in my chair. He doesn't say anything. He and Liz just walks out the door. He didn't even tell me if he was going to be home. I see why hes mad at me but I cant take this. Jealousy sucks. Evey minute I dislike Liz more and more.