TIMELESS 15
Chapter 1
"Jake! Jake!" Sam screamed. "No, Jake please!"
There was no answer. Still Sam screamed his name over and over again.
She dropped her phone as she curled into a ball on the floor of the dorm room she shared with Jen. The pain was excruciating. It choked her. It knocked the breath from her. Yet, still she screamed out his name.
She couldn't breathe. Her sobs choked her. She had betrayed the man she loved. How could she betray Jake? There was no other man for her besides him. She never even noticed other men besides Jake, yet here she had cheated on him.
How? Oh how could she do this to Jake?
Sam heard the pounding on the door from some of the other girls on her dorm floor. She lay where she was and alternated between sobbing, screaming and wailing. The only thing she cared about was Jake and what she had done to him.
Sam knew him well enough to know that he would never forgive her for betraying him like this. Jake believed in loyalty. She had thrown that loyalty in his face by betraying him with that, that…
Sam loathed herself. How could she even think of betraying Jake with that awful…
Sam had always disliked Craig. To cheat on Jake with him…
The sobs came anew. They wouldn't stop. Great sobs shook her body as she lay there.
She had lost him. She knew she had lost him. She didn't know why she had done what she had done, but she had. She felt it in her body. She had betrayed the love of her life.
"Jake, oh Jake!" Sam wailed.
She lay there and cried until her body had nothing left to cry. Then she vomited as she lay curled up in the fetal position. She didn't move as her body jerked and heaved until there was nothing left in her stomach.
She could smell herself knowing she lay in piles of vomit, but Sam didn't care. The only thing she cared about was she had betrayed her fiancée. The man she loved above all else.
"Ja-a-a-ake," Sam sobbed.
The screams weren't as loud as before. The sobs weren't as powerful. There was nothing left to her. She had destroyed herself. She had destroyed him. She had destroyed their love.
She hiccupped as she choked on his name. Her body was still trying to vomit, but there was nothing there. Her body was a shell. The person she had been yesterday was gone. There was nothing left, nothing.
She had betrayed the man she considered to be her husband. He'd never forgive her. She'd never forgive herself.
She lay shivering. She was cold, so cold. This is what death felt like. Sam welcomed the death, begged it to find her. She was dead. She was dead.
The door burst open, hitting her. She didn't flinch. She was in so much pain, a little more didn't register.
"Sam?" Jen's alarm was evident in her voice.
She took in her best friend lying in piles of vomit and who knew what else. The smell was disgusting and overpowering.
"My gosh, what happened?" Jen bent over her friend, ignoring everything except for Sam.
"Is she all right?" Jen heard someone ask.
"Should I call 911?" someone else asked.
Jen knew something was severely wrong with her friend.
"Eric?" Jen called and Eric came in the dorm room.
"I need help getting her up," Jen told him.
Eric ignored the mess that Sam was lying in and picked her up.
"Let's get her in the shower," Jen said and he carried her towards the bathroom, putting her in the tub once Jen started running the hot water.
"Help me get these clothes off," Jen told him, ignoring the keening sound escaping from Sam.
Eric helped peel the disgustingly dirty, smelly clothes from Sam, not seeing the nakedness. All he saw was a young woman in agony.