By ValerieRichards

Disclaimers: See chapter 6 and 1.

Author's note: I was wrong, there'll be more chapters; how many is unknown. This chapter starts off in Sammie's POV. Just to get this straight, I'm not trying to make fun of any race or religion, or anything like that. What Sammie went through in middle school has kind of happened to me, I was teased about my ethnicity, but at least they got in BIG trouble. Something similar to the accident happened to someone I know and that person (the person I know's father) died, I'm not saying who though. I dedicate this chapter in honor of him.

Chapter 7: Wedding Day Planning and the accident

I knew who I wanted to walk me up the aisle. Nick and I started to plan the whole wedding. Joe popped up a couple of times and I was getting ready to smack him for being rude.

"Okay, ceremony or a mass" Nick asked me. I thought about for a while before deciding on a ceremony.

"I want Terri's dad and my dad to walk me down the aisle. Then, your dad will be at the end of the aisle to lift my veil up" I said. Nick looked at me confused and I explained. He grinned at me.

"Clever and original. I'm marrying a beautiful and smart woman" Nick said. We kissed passionately and heard Joe groan in disgust. I grabbed a pad and chucked it behind the counter. Bull's-eye! It hit its target square on the head.

"Ow" we heard him say. We began to laugh and Joe popped up from behind the counter and stomped out of the room. Over the next few months, we finished planning the wedding and started making it happen.

"Okay, we've got the caterers, the cake, the chapel, the reception hall, the DJ, the flower girl, the bridesmaids, the maid of honor, the guests, the rings, the ring bearer, and the best man. I don't think we need anything else" Nick said. I tried not to giggle, but it was no use. Nick looked at me.

"There is something else that we need, the outfits. I don't want to get married in my birthday suit" I giggled. Nick turned red, very red. The next couple of days, I set a date with my bridesmaids and maid of honor; Terri: the maid of honor, Alex's girlfriend: bridesmaid, Shannon: bridesmaid, and Mrs. Jonas: bridesmaid; to go shopping for dresses. Shannon was going to do my make-up because she was a 'professional'. She had the right make-up for my skin tone.

"What would I do without you Sammie" Nick asked kissing me. I giggled; he'd done this plenty of times before. I then thought of those kids back in middle school that teased me about my parents. Why you ask? Because I'm Mulatto. It's stupid I know, but I'd laugh to see their faces right now, with me getting married. I may not look Mulatto (I have light skin, like my mom), but I am and I'm proud to be one.

"Become a vegetable? Or a cake" I answered. He laughed and we kissed again. I had to go out to get some groceries because someone (hem, hem, Joe) ate most of the food before some of us could have some.

"Be careful" Nick said as I grabbed my car keys. I winked at him and left. I pulled out of the driveway and planned to go to the store a couple of blocks from the house. As I pulled into the middle of an intersection on a main road, a speeding car came into sight and hit my car dead on. I hardly had time to react and I had begun to turn the steering wheel. My world went black as the sides of the car bent tightly around my body. I now understood what yesterday's vision meant now.

Nobody's POV (at the accident scene):

It was a horrible scene; one of the cars was a couple of feet from the car it had hit and the other car was crumpled. Two police cars zoomed up seconds after the cars hit. One of the officers instantly grabbed the dispatch microphone and called the accident in.

"Get two ambulances and tell one of them to bring equipment to cut the victim out" he told the dispatcher. They sent over their okay and the officer got out of the car and went to the crumpled car. Another officer met him and they went together while the other officer went to the less crumpled car.

"Hello! Is anyone okay? Can you hear me" the second officer asked loudly. The two of them looked at each other and back at the car. They both took out flashlights and looked into the dark car. There was nobody in the passenger's seat or any of the back seats, but there, of course, was someone in the driver's seat. A young girl in her early twenties was lying unconscious with blood soaking her shirt. The ambulances came a few minutes later and cut the girl out.

"……possibility of punctured lungs….." a paramedic was saying. The third officer was reading the riot act as the other driver was put into the other ambulance.

"We better call the girl's family" the first officer said. The second one nodded and grabbed a cell phone. Then, the girl's wallet was opened and the first contact number that was listed was a guy named Nick. The second officer called that number.

Nick's POV (at the house):

Sammie was taking her time at the grocery store. Either that, or she was talking to a friend and they were chatting her up. Then again, I had a very bad feeling about something. Then, the phone rang.

"Hello" I asked. That's when I got the biggest shock of my entire lifetime, I think. It was the police.

"Sir, you are listed as an emergency contact for a girl named Sammie. Do you know her" he asked. I paled. A police officer wouldn't call me about Sammie unless she had done something bad or if she was seriously hurt.

"Uh, yes. Is something wrong" I asked hoarsely. There was a long pause at the end of the line. Dead silence is definitely not a good thing.

"I don't know how to tell you this sir, but Sammie has been in a car accident and has been taken to the hospital with what appears to be serious injuries" he said. He gave me the details and I thanked him. Joe and Kevin came in at that moment followed by Frankie, who had just arrived. I heard the officer hang up, but I stood there clutching the phone like a lifeline.

"Nick" Frankie asked. Kevin took the phone out of my hand and placed it on the hook. I was still staring into space and Joe carefully lead me to the living room couch. I told them what happened and began to cry. They took me to the hospital and I sat by Sammie's bedside holding her hand.

"Don't leave me Sammie, I love you" I cried kissing it. Sammie was pale and the only sounds I could hear were the heart monitor beeping, the ventilator hissing, and occasional conversation and movement in the hall. Ever since we got back from 2018, Sammie has always been there when I needed her. It was now my turn to be there for her, but I needed her to wake up to fulfill my need.

"Come on Nick, you need to get something to eat" Joe said placing his hand on my back and trying to take me away. I tensed up and pulled away from him. I was not leaving Sammie and not even the police or my parents could force me to leave.

"Then can you get something for me? Anything is fine with me" I asked. I took Sammie's hand in my own again and watched her face. I heard Joe leave the room with a sigh. About five minutes later, Joe came back with two armfuls and two bags of food. I hadn't eaten since lunch the previous day and it was past breakfast already. I really didn't feel like eating that much, but I'd try to swallow some food.

"Okay, I've got steak, mashed potatoes, these brown clumps which I'll eat because I don't know what they are or if they're poisonous, sodas……" he said rattling off all the food he got. I rolled my eyes and ate a bit. Joe stupidly tried to threaten to shove food down my throat because I wasn't eating much, but Kevin gave him a good hard whack on the back of his head and told him off.

"Hey Nick. Didn't you write a song for Sammie? You should sing it to her" Kevin suggested. My face must've light up like a light bulb. They say that if you talk or sing to an unconscious person, they can hear you.

I miss you oh so much

I can't see you at this moment

But I can smell your fragrance

I can feel the touch of your hand

Oh I love you too much

I remember when I first fell in love with you

You were beautiful beyond compare

I held your hand and kissed your lips

I walked with you

You talked with me

It was so sweet; it was so breath-taking

Oh, I remember when I asked if you loved me

Your smile broadened and my heart skipped a beat

You took my hand and kissed me deeply

I looked into your eyes and

I saw the love that radiated from them

I love you oh so much

And I'm so glad that I asked you to be mine forever

You said yes

And we kissed happily

You're all I need

All I want

All that I've ever dreamt of having

Kevin rubbed my back as I finished singing and Joe was staring at me with a fork full of food halfway to his mouth. I ignored him and looked for any signs of movement in Sammie. She was beautiful even though she was unconscious. I stared at her and took in her beauty.

Big Rob's POV:

I slipped into the room and saw the boys sitting near or around her bed. The guys treat her as one of them and she will be one of them if…….when she marries Nick. I look at Nick and I can see the love he has of my daughter in his eyes. I remember when he called me; called everyone. He was crying and you cold barely understand him; you could also hear Frankie comforting him in the background.

"Boys" I said gruffly. They all looked at me and moved away. Frankie gave me a sad smile and left the room to wait for his parents. My mind flashed back to when Sammie was born.

"Rob! ROB! My water just broke" my wife screamed. My mind began to panic, but then I took control of it and drove my wife to the hospital. Alex was sleeping over a friend's house. I got there in a matter of seconds (not really) and they put her into a room.

"Okay, we're ready" the doctor said. My hand began to go numb as she pushed. Soon, after all the screaming and yelling, a baby girl was born and we named her Samantha. I went and called Alex's friend's parents.

"Excuse me, but who's calling" the dad asked grumpily. It was late at night when my wife had had the baby.

"Sorry to call you so late, but my wife had the baby. I was wondering if you could wake Alex up and put him on" I asked. The father began to grin; I could hear it in his voice; and put Alex on. I told him that he had a baby sister and he began to cheer. I laughed and hung up.

"Daddy" an angelic sound asked.

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