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Chapter 9
What was he doing here? He was supposed to be dead. So why am I able to touch him and feel him touching me?
“Oh God, I’m dead.” I say.
“Emma what are you talking about?”
“You-you’re dead.” I start to cry.
“I’m not dead, Em. What are you talking about?”
I didn’t answer.
“Never mind. We need to get you to the hospital.”
“No!!! I’m fine!!!” I start to get up, but then fall, sending whatever was in my leg farther into it. I started to cry.
“Come on.” He starts to guide me around the mess I had made. When he sees that my limping isn’t getting us anywhere, he just shrugs and picks me up.
We reach his yellow jeep and he lays me down in the back seat.
“No, I’ll ruin your car!”
“Em, I don’t care about the car, what care is about you staying alive.”
That’s all I remember before seeing black.
**SAM POV***
“Emma? Emma can you hear me?” I start to shake my sister.
She didn’t respond. Her eyes had closed and her hands were shaking.
Now I started to panic. She had lost so much blood from her leg that her face was pale. She was dying right in front of me. I had no time to waste so I jumped into my seat and rushed to the emergency room.
I rushed through the automatic doors with her in my arms. As soon as I saw the look on one of the nurse’s face, my heart fell. Em was worse than I thought. I set her on the stretcher and followed her to the operating room. The nurses both stop me and I start to protest.
“Please! She’s my baby sister!”
“Sir,”
“Sam.” I say. I don’t like it when people call me “sir”.
“Sam. Your sister,”
“Emma.”
Right, Emma. Your sister, Emma, is in good hands. Please have a seat and wait out here.”
“Fine.”
As I turn to go take a seat, she stops me.
“And we need a parent’s number. They need to know what has happened.”
“Really?” I mumble under my breath.
I tell her moms number anyway. Not that mom will care; she never has.
With a cross look on my face I slump in my chair and wait.
And wait
…and wait.
…and wait and wait some more.
Finally, I see a familiar face walk through the door. It was my mother.
“Sam?” she had tears in her eyes.
“Hi, mom.”
“You were dead! I got a note- you were in a car crash!”
“What are you talking about? I was on a hunting trip with my friends. Mom, what’s going on?” I ask.
She didn’t answer and just cried. I didn’t feel like pressing her so I just gave her a hug. I hadn’t done that in almost eight years.
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