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You Look Good In Possessive

So I Left

Casey's POV

She made me angry. Did she really think that by shooting Sammy I'd immediately become her boyfriend? She's insane. I'd never forgive her. Or him. I thought I could trust Max, but apparently not.

Sammy hasn't woken up yet, I'm still sitting next to her for when she does. She stirred in her sleep, and when her eyes fluttered open, I was immediately was by her side, "Sammy?" she looked up at me lazily through her eyes. The door slammed open, causing both me and Sammy to look, only to see Maleah, struggling to get away from a police men with a knife in her hand.

The man grabbed the knife, and immediately cuffed her. I looked over at Sammy, who had a scared look in her eyes. "You okay?" She reached for my hand, and interlaced our fingers together.

"She tried to kill me." She whispered, I leaned down and wrapped my arms around her while the tears poured down her cheeks.

"It's okay. She's going to jail, and you're going to be okay. I promise." I muttered, pulling her tightly against me. She looks up at me, and kisses my lips lightly,

"Are you okay? Have you been here the whole time?" she asked when she pulled away.

"Of course I've been here. And I'm more worried about you." She tugged me onto the hospital bed with her, and rested her head against my chest. Reaching over, I carefully touched her arm, and she winced, "It hurts, doesn't it?" she nodded.

"A lot." A knock on the door startled her a bit, but when she gave me a small nod, I called for the person to come in.

Sorry, people.

Including Marissa, Billy, Holly, Dot, Sammy's mom, Sammy's dad, Warren, Anna, Stephanie (Sammy's step-mom), her brother, and her sister.

And Heather.

I frowned at her, as if to say, 'back off, Heather.' She ignored me, but stayed back a bit while everyone fussed over Sammy. I offered to leave, but she clung to me quickly, pulling me even closer to her.

Eventually, everyone started to trickle out, except Heather. "I need to talk to Sammy." She insisted, when I looked at Sammy, she said it'd be fine. She'd call for help if needed.

So I left.

I left Sammy with Heather.

Why did I feel so bad?

I'm getting there! I'm one chapter closer! Working on the other ones after I post this, and fix the last chapter of 'Who Knew?' 'cause it's all messed up. Sorry it's so short!

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