Sam's POV:

Silence. There is no sound of any sort. The bright lights of the hospital that I could see through my eyelids are no longer here. The smell of disinfectant and cleaning supplies are no longer here. The beeping of machines are also no longer here. It does feel like I am still on a bed, but I am now wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt and not the hospital gown. Side is still sore…but where am I? Wait…creaking sound of a door opening but no one is announcing themselves yet. If I was in a friendly setting, I feel as if someone would have announced themselves. Did something happen while I was at the hospital? Something had to have had happen at the hospital for me to no longer be there while I was unconscious. Going to have to talk to Jules about what it means to trust someone and to ask for someone to trust them. It for one doesn't mean that you are to distract them while someone else stabs them with a shot. Yet, if I try to argue that one with Jules she is just going to mention that she wasn't the one to give me the shot and that is why I should be able to trust her. Someone is approaching where I am lying as I feel someone's hand touch my arm and I react before the thoughts get processed. I feel myself grab the figure and flip them over and onto the bed. My right hand is gripping the figure's throat while my left is holding down their left arm. The figure's right hand is gripping my right hand. I am leaning over the figure keeping them from kicking. Somewhere in the flipping process there was a scream as I blink and look at the figure again. I heard the figure scream again as it connected in me as I just stared down into fear filled eyes. No! What did I just do! I quickly hopped up from where I was crouched over Lily, Wordy's middle daughter choking her and holding her down and moved myself quickly to the opposite side of the room, as far away from her as I could get. Her eyes were filled with fear and wide open. I can feel my body shaking as the realization that I just attacked Wordy's care-free loving daughter and was about to choke her…hell I did choke her a bit.

"Lily are you okay?" questioned Wordy as he ran into the room through the cracked open doorway that I could now see and was followed instantly by Shelly, his wife. The room was big and spacy…guest bedroom…must be at his house…why? I could only stand where I was in the corner near the window as I turned from where Wordy and Shelly just entered to where Lily was still on the bed not really moving. She has to be fine right? I got a hold of myself before I did any real harm, right? I flipped her over…but she landed on the bed…but then again, I could have injured her doing that!

"Dad…I…" spoke Lily as I noticed Shelly push past Wordy and scramble onto the bed as Lily leaned up into a sitting position. She was in shorts and a t-shirt as I turned to the window and noticed the sun was shining in…afternoon? I quickly then turned back to where Lily was sitting and noticed Shelly trying to get her daughter to focus on her but Lily was just looking at me. The fear in her eyes was still there slightly but she seemed a bit calmer. I knew she knew I was staring at her but I wasn't so much as looking at her eyes as checking her over for any injuries that I could have caused. My eyes were shifting over her and I felt myself pause as fear ebbed into me again as I could see my hand print slightly showing a bruise forming on her neck and on her left upper arm. How could I have been so stupid to not even notice that the neck and arm that I was gripping was smaller than what a grown man or adult's would have been. I should have noticed sooner and stopped myself from injuring her but I didn't and I injured her.

"Kevin…" spoke Shelly as I watched as she turned and signaled to Wordy the handprints on Lily without wanting to say it out loud. She had to blame me. She was in an abusive relationship and I basically just abused Lily and I should have so known better. I want to just run out of this house but I should really say something to Wordy before I do so. He is going to hate me, they all are going to hate me…and can I really blame them? I hurt Wordy's little angel, and in his own home too.

"Wordy…I…" I spoke and then stopped as I realized that my voice was shaking and that I didn't really have anything to say that would apologize for what I did. What I did was unforgiveable. I looked over at where Wordy was looking at the bruises that were starting to form and watched as he turned over to where I was and I could tell there was surprise written on his face and then instant worry. Why was he worried about me…he should be angry. Maybe, he is worried though because he is going to have to come up with a way to explain why Lily has a handprint bruise forming or will be formed across her throat and her left upper arm.

"Sam..." replied Wordy with the calmness in his voice that he always talks to his daughters and his wife as I noticed him stand up by the bed as I quickly took a step back as I looked at Lily, then Shelly, and then back at Wordy.

"Kevin, I think you are making him worried," spoke Shelly as I turned and just looked at her and then back to Wordy. I just wanted to run and get out of here, but I owed it to Wordy to beat me up for harming his daughter. I mean if I was in his place I would want to beat up the person who dared to touch or harm my daughter, be it by accident or not.

"Sam, you are shaking…are you okay?" replied Wordy again as I noticed him not take a step towards me this time.

"I didn't mean…I didn't know…I…" I tried to speak again and couldn't process what was best to say to get my point across.

"We know, dear, it was just a misunderstanding," stated Shelly with much ease. Right, it was a misunderstanding. No…wrong, it wasn't just a misunderstanding. I hurt and scared their daughter when all they were doing was watching out and caring for me. They shouldn't be alright with me hurting Lily.

"I grabbed, flipped, and then choked…I…it wasn't a misunderstanding. I hurt…god I could have…I got to go…" I spoke as the realization finally hit me that I could have easily killed Lily before my brain recognized her. With that I went and hurriedly made my way out of the room. I could hear commotion behind me and people yelling but I continued to make my way through his house that I knew so well from the times that I would come and talk with him, play cards, and have dinner with his family. His family that I just betrayed by harming the one they care so deeply about. I felt myself push open the front door and the heat just slam into me as I stumbled down the front steps and stopped mid-way down the pathway leading to the front door.

"SAM!" hollered Wordy with a desperate plea in his voice. I think it was just the plea that made me turn around even though I was trying to calculate what the fastest way to get away from Wordy and his family before I could do more harm.

"I'm…" I spoke again as he shook his head side to side cutting me off. There was no anger in his facial expression but worry was clearly seen in his eyes.

"It is okay. It was a misunderstanding. Lily was supposed to leave you alone so you could rest. She is fine, scared but fine. Yes she has some bruising but she is fine, you just scared her a bit. Now will you please come back inside the house before you fall over?"

"I could have…I could have killed her," I replied as I took another step away from Wordy as I could feel pain rush through my body with majority by my side…stiches must have ripped. But there is also the fact where now my legs feel like jelly but there is no way I can go back in his house after what I did.

"But you didn't. You were startled and I should have realized that Lily had gone quiet and must have ventured off to your room, but she is fine, so will you please let me take care of you now? It looks like you must have torn open your sutures." Wordy was so calm, how? I watched as he took a step towards me, but when he took another step towards me I took another step back and put my hands up to let him know to stop. He did stop but he was looking at me impatiently.

"No…I should have realized before I took it as far as I did! She is your daughter! I put my hands on your daughter!" I hollered as I noticed Wordy look behind him into the house, where he had left the front door ajar in his haste to follow me.

"I would be angry if you had done it on purpose, believe me Sam I wouldn't let you get very far, if you had done it on purpose. But, we both know you didn't. You reacted to being in a foreign place and someone was touching you."

"You should be angry with me now! After what Shelly has been through and then seeing what I just did to her daughter you have to hate me! Thank you for everything Wordy, but I think it is best if I just leave now," I replied trying to keep my anger in from my own stupidity as I turned to leave again.

"I'm not mad at you Sam," spoke Shelly's calm voice as I felt myself lured to her voice as I turned back around and noticed her standing behind Wordy with her hand on Wordy's arm.

"You should be…I'm just leaving, sorry," I replied back as I went to turn away and walk away but she started to talk again keeping me standing where I was watching her and listening in.

"You didn't mean to. It was your soldier reaction, and not truly you Sam. I care about you and right now you look like you are about to fall over. So, you know what could make this alright? If you would let Kevin help you back into the house so that we can see if your torn sutures can be taken care of here or if you need more help then we can provide. Do you think you could do that for me?"

"I can't."

"Sam, come on, what you are doing is ridiculous! You are injured but instead you are standing outside of my house, and you aren't even standing straight…you are listing side to side like you are about to fall over. I understand that you are having a harder time trying to forgive yourself and you can continue to work on it but once you are back inside the house, okay?"

"No." I stated flat out as I turned to leave as I heard Shelly yell, 'Kevin!' as my knees buckled and I saw the ground approaching fast. I felt myself gripped by two hands which helped guide the rest of my body to the ground. I felt the hands shift me to where I was lying on my back but where I was more of slightly sitting upright but leaning against someone's chest…Wordy.

"Sam, buddy, can you focus on me?" questioned Wordy's voice laced with a bit of panic in it as I opened my eyes up and noticed Wordy's warm brown eyes staring back at me as he was in clear focus and then black dots appeared and then he was clear again, but vision was getting blurry.

"I'm…" I spoke as my mouth was so dry…when did that happen as I could see worry spread over his face as I felt pain race up my side.

"Shelly, call an ambulance!" hollered Wordy as I noticed he was looking to the right of where we were sitting or lying in front of his house to see Shelly run into the house and come back out with a phone by her ear. Wordy was saying something to me but I couldn't understand any of it, as I realized Wordy was slightly hugging onto me as we were sitting, well I was sitting and leaning into his arms not able to do much but try to keep my vision in focus. His right arm was across my chest keeping my right arm pinned down while his hand was pressing down on my left side with his left hand pressing down on top of his hand, "Just stay with me, the ambulance is on the way."

"Didn't mean to…sorry…" I felt myself mumble as I could now feel the blood seeping out of me and Wordy trying to stop the bleeding.

"I know, buddy, I know. It was an accident, just keep talking to me."

"I…Wordy…I'm sorry…" I mumbled as it was getting too hard to fight off the darkness as I just welcomed it.

A/N: Reviews and ideas greatly appreciated! Let me know what you think so I know if I should continue it or not.