not alone ♡ o2l fanfiction

Chapter 31 - Part 2

I scream his name, hoping he would just wake up. I run over to him but Sam pulls me back and grabs the phone. He calls 9-1-1 and picks me up so that I couldn't touch my father. He brings me outside to wait for the police. I see one tear run down his cheek. I wipe it with my thumb. Sam hands me a tissue to wipe the still-dripping-mascara from face. The police come and a few moments behind them is an ambulance. They go inside and take Sam and I to the station so that detectives can check the crime scene. When we get to the police station its already 5:00 am. Sam gets up to go get coffee and tissues. He comes back with a box of tissues and coffee. I take the tissues and put the coffee down on the side table next to me.

Sam calls everyone to tell them what had happened. We have to stay at a hotel because of the crime scene. After we told the police what had happened, we went to the hotel where everyone else is staying. The police sent some clothes to the hotel. When we go into the lobby I see everyone sitting there with sad expressions on their faces. I start crying harder and Andrea runs up to me an hugs me. Sam and I are sharing a room with Trevor. The rest of the day I just lay in bed.

Sam's POV -

Then I get a phone call. I answer "Hello?" I say. "Hi Sam, is Beth there?" Bethany's mom said crying and sniffling. "I'm so sorry for your loss." I say. Her mom bursts into tears and she mumbles things I can't understand. I get in the bed with Beth and hold her hand. Her eyebrows burrow as she sleeps. I fall asleep too, snuggled in the warmness of the blankets and our bodies.

Bethany's POV -

I get woken up by someone shaking me. Its Sam. I look to my left, still groggy-eyed, and I see Trevor. "Hey Trev." I say. I open my arms for a hug. He gives me a hug and a kiss on my forehead. Sam pulls the covers away so that I have to get up. I get up and take a shower. All of the memories with my father I remember. I cry in the shower and Sam hears me. He opens the door quietly and says "Babe are you okay?"  I don't say anything because I cut my wrist with a razor blade. "Beth-" Sam says and peaks in the shower. He sighs and turns off the water. He hands me my towel. I wrap myself in it and he wraps his arms around me. He takes a washcloth and wets it. He rests it on my bloody cut. He kisses my collar bone and sings a song to calm me down. We sit on the floor, me sitting in his lap. "Sam, I think it's happening again..." I say my voice shaken. "Its okay. We will get through it. Together." He says. He grasps my hand, which fit together perfectly.