Stay

by rosalina2123

When Sammy gets sick, will Tara be there for him? Ooh, ooh, ooh, the reason I hold on Ooh, ooh, ooh, 'cause I need this hole gone Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving 'Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving.

Chapter 1

Sobs wrack his body as I start to rub his back and he leans into me. I honestly don't know what to do, Sammy's never cried in front of me before, I mean I know he's a big softie but he's such a happy person, but yet no one is happy all of the time I feel the sobs ease up but I know he's still gently crying as tears start to stream down his cheeks in miniscule amounts. As he's calming down I start to think about how we came to this situation and what he is crying about. He called me earlier today telling me he had bad news,and that he needed to tell me right away. Now he's relaxed and starting to fall asleep as I pull him into my lap and he lays his head on my stomach, I continue to stroke his forehead and back as I start to get sleepy myself and lean against the wall behind my bed, thoughts running through my head over the craziness over the past few weeks.

Flashback

"Hey T it's me, I uh just came back from my doctor's appointment, and let's just say the news isn't good,can you come over"his voice says over the voice mail. I'm walking back from my last class of the day and I just missed his call. I try ro call him back and he doesn't answer, "come on Sammy,call me please, I'm worried about you-T"i say over voice mail. I go back to our room,mine and Kat's that is, and I get showered, after I'm done my phone rings, it's Sammy. "Hello"i say, "hey T'"he

says in a shaky voice,"what's up"i ask, "I went to the doctor and the news isn't good"he says, "ok what is it"I ask, "i would rather tell you in a person"he says, "k how about we meet after dinner"I ask, "sure"he says. I go to dinner and I meet with Kat and Ethan, Sammy shows up but hardly talks at all. After dinner , he and I go to my room to talk, once inside we sit on th bed and then we start to talk. "what's up"i ask, "as you know I went to the doctor today, because I've been having stomach pain,"he says, "yeah", "well the doctor just told me today, that I've got a deasie"he says voice shaky, "what kind of deasie"i ask, "She thinks I have IBD, also known as irritable bowel syndrome"he says, starting to cry.

I hug him and rub his back, I know this has been a stressful month for him between his brother dying, and the stress of finals,and when the stomach pain started we thought nothing of it, we both figured it was stress. Now we know it's something more, and I'm not sure what to do as I sit there holding him.