Chapter Sixteen

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I can't stop starring at Sam. He's paler than usual. He looks dead. All he does is lay on the bed without moving. I have to stop blaming myself but I can't. The roommates are getting annoyed by it but they don't understand. No one understands.

Holding Sam's hand I lay my head on the bed look at Sam's features. His skinny lips, his jawline, all his miss placed hairs.

I just want my Sam back. I want him awake. I want him to be back to normal. I need him to wake up.

"Sam.." I say quietly, "You need to wake up. I need you. I caused you pain and it's only fair to do what your doing but I need you back. I want to hold you, I want to take care of you, and I can't.

The doctor says he'll take you off of life support in two weeks. You have to wake up between now and then. I cant live without you Sam. I just can't" I say squeezing his hand.

"Please.....just wake up."

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