The [Not-so] Friendly Wars~ A Sammy Wilkinson FanFic

Chapter 22

"What? What do you mean he's in the hospital?" I asked a now sobbing Andrea. I grabbed my phone and headed out to my car, pulling Andrea behind me.

"He tried to kill himself." Andrea cried when we were in the car. I looked at my garage as I backed out of the driveway.

"What do you mean?" I stole a glance at her, and her sobs were still coming down heavily.

She quickly wiped her eyes. "He got a gun, and was about to shoot himself in the head. I don't know how he had a gun, but he did, and I opened to door to his hotel room when he was about to pull the trigger and tried to push it out of his hand, but he pulled the trigger and shot himself in the stomach." She explained. I nodded, tears coming to my eyes.

"Oh god." I mumbled. "He and Sammy got in a fight... I heard him say, "No one wants me." right before I went unconscious." I said, and a couple more tears fell down my face.

We got to the hospital, but he wasn't taking visitors yet because he was put in surgery as soon as he got here. That was like an hour and a half ago. We sat in the waiting room with his many crying relatives. Andrea and I sat down, her quietly crying into her hands and me trying to contact all of our friends. I tried to tell the fans, but I couldn't try to explain it much. I kept crying. All I texted everyone was Kenny in the hospital, pls come.

Soon enough, I got a text from Sammy.

Sammy: what happened?

Me: hard to explain. Just come. We're in the emergency room.

Sammy: on my way.

I waited for Sammy and tried to comfort Andrea. Finally, Sammy got there.

"Hey, Sammi." He looked breathless, like he had just run a million miles. "By the way, I forgot to tell you earlier, Merry Christmas Eve." He kisses me, but I just pull away and pull him outside to the cold December air.

"Kenny tried to kill himself." I blurted out, amd the tears cascaded down my face. Sammy looked shocked. "He had a gun, and was about to shoot but Andrea knocked it out of his hand and it shot him in the stomach." Sammy pulled me into a hold, and rubbed my back.

"Hey, Sammi," he whispered, "he'll be fine." I shook my head and bit my lip, my crying turning into full out sobs.

"No he won't. He went into surgery, like, two hours ago and he hasn't come out yet." I tried to explain, and buried my head into his shoulder, muffling my sobs.

"Sammi. Look at me." I looked up at him, and he carefully wiped away my tears. Then he gently grabbed my chin and looked into my eyes and kissed me. Then, right in that moment, I remember all of the memories. Every single night a stayed up late talking to him through the window. All of the stupid jokes he made, everything he changed for me. When he pulled away, it felt like my insides were melting.

"I love you." I blurted, but I relaxed when I realized I meant it. I really loved him. He looked like the happiest person alive. "Sammy, I love you so fucking much. Honestly."

"I love you so much fucking more." He replied, but I shook my head.

"No. I remember everything, now." Hks eyebrows raised.

"Really?" He asked, and I nodded proudly.

"Remember when you were the biggest player?" I asked, smirking a little.

"Yeah, you remember when you hit me with your car?"

"It was an accident!"

"Yeah, sure, Sammi."

"Whatever."

"We should probably get back in there." Sammy ended the moment rjght then and there. I shrugged it off.

"Yeah, okay." I reached out for his hand, but he shook his head.

"Andrea will cry." He whispers, and I nod, understanding. We walk in, and I see a doctor talking to Kenny's parents. A stunned Andrea is sliding down a wall to rest on the ground. I slide down next to her.

"He has a couple hours to live." She mumbles, and my whole body feels numb. I am frozen. I can't do anything. Strong, strong Kenny is about to die.

"The bullet punctured his stomach and liver, and they tried to fix it but they couldn't. It did too much damage." Andrea, like me, seemed frozen in time. Exdept she could talk. I had no words.

"Um, Kenny asked to see a girl named Sammi first, then a girl named Andrea." A younger nurse said, and I nodded and thanked her, coming out of my trance. I clumsily got up from my seat against the wall. The nurse led Andrea and me to his room, where he sat there, hooked to all kinds of machines.

"Hey, Sammi," he whispered, giving me a fake smile.

"Hey," I whisper back.

"Listen, I'm leaving hear soon. Please take care of Andrea. I left her,  I dont know why. But it was a mistake. I love her so much, make sure she knows that." He seemed incredibly out of breath.

"Calm down, Ken." I said, pushing back his hair.

"And I'm sorry I hurt you. I really do love you, just not as much as I love Andrea." He was sweating now, and the tears were like a waterfall down both of our faces.

"Okay. I'll make sure she knows. You're talking to her next." He shakes his head.

"No. No, I can't. It would crush her. I need to go. Now." His eyes started to close.

"No! Kenny! Someone, help!" I screamed, and Andrea rushed into the room.

"Kenny! Kenny, I love you." She rushed over to him and kissed him really quickly on the lips. "Please, please don leave me."

"I'll always be here. I love you." He murmured, lifting a hand to her cheek before his eyes fully closed and his hand went limp. His machine stopped beeping, and it was now a long, continuous beep. Nurses and doctors poured into the room, and I got swept away, but Andrea wouldn't leave him. I found my way back to Sammy and fell into his arms.

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Bouta cry tbh.

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