Swallowed in the Sea

Arms

alrighty folks! it's finally out! took forever, but it's done!
I'm thinking this might be the final chapter, I've got some ideas for an epilogue that might take place a little bit afterwards but I doubt they will ever make it down in words.

thank you to everyone who is reading this! your support has been so appreciated, words will never describe how thankful I am for you guys. it has been so much fun writing this story.

hope you enjoy probably-the-last-chapter-but-maybe-not-but-very-probably the last chapter of this story!

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"I think you're right," Sam's voice rang through the phone's speaker. While she wasn't loud, her words stabbed through my ears and I sharply exhaled.

"What?"

   I could practically hear Sam smiling as she spoke through the phone.

"I think you're right," Sam repeated, "No...I know you're right."

   I would be lying if I said that it didn't hurt a little bit, knowing that she was letting me go so easily. I tried not to dwell on it though, it was only to my benefit.

"I love you, Summer, I do," Sam spoke after a beat, "But I'm not good for you and that was proven last year when you were living with me."

"I'm sorry about that...I wasn't helping matters," I thought back to how empty I felt during that time.

   Sam tsked, "There's no reason to apologize. We just know now that it doesn't work, and that's okay."

"So you're okay with it?" I asked, just to double-check.

   I could practically hear Sam's smile as she spoke again, "I am. You know, I was going to call them myself to bring this up but you beat me to it."

"I've been thinking about it for a while," I admitted and dropped my voice slightly, "While I was in the hospital, the night after I woke up after overdosing...they thought I was asleep and were talking."

"What did they say?" Sam inquired.

   Despite my protests and the fact that I was conscious, the doctors kept me hooked up to the monitors which resulted in the insistent beeping. Though I had been unconscious for a substantial amount of time, I was tired and the obnoxious sound that echoed continuously in my ear was preventing me from sleeping.

   Nevertheless, though, I told Callie and Arizona that I wanted to get some sleep and closed my eyes while I felt one of them tuck in the sheets of the hospital around my body. I felt a kiss be planted gently on my forehead and I smiled, though my eyes remained closed.

   My eyes still closed, the weight of the bed shifted underneath me and I knew that Callie and Arizona were half -lying down on the bed, half-standing on one foot. Their arms tangled around me and one of them was gently combing their fingers through my knotted hair.

   They moved away after a while, leaving me be. While I wanted to protest their departure, I didn't. I kept my mouth shut and focused on trying to sleep.

   As much as I wanted to sleep, sleep never came. Perhaps I could blame it on the beeping of the heart monitor, or maybe it was because I just couldn't sleep. Whatever the reason was, I was very much so awake. After about thirty minutes though, I could begin to feel my breath swallowing out but any kind of unconsciousness that I so welcomed vanished as soon as I heard Arizona speak up.

"I can't believe we almost lost her," She said quietly, "How did we not see this?"

   I could hear the rustling of someone's movement and though my eyes were shut, I'd be willing to bet that it was Callie getting up to move closer to Arizona. I could practically see it happening.