Hey, guys, I AM SO SORRY. Like, this is just unacceptable, but I'll try to update a little more. We had no internet for a while, and I couldn't get to you guys. I am sorry, again, but I hope you stick with the story! D:
Sam walked to her house. She looked over to Carlos', saw James peaking out, smiled, and tried to hide the tears. Tried to hide the pain from him.
"SAMANTHA, YOU GET YOUR UGLY ASS IN HERE!" Her mother called. Sam sighed. Fine, bitch, she thought as she made her way to her house. Her mother was cooking, and her brothers were being stupid, as always.
"Hey, look who it is!" Jake, her oldest brother, said.
"It's Sam! Our ugly little sister!" Mike said, and tried to pick her up. She kicked him.
"No," She said, " You stupid asses."
Conner laughed, "Aw, she's trying to fight back! SO cute!" He punched her. She stumbled back. Andrew laughed, as well.
"Let's get 'er, boys!" They picked her up and threw her on the ground.
"Ow!" She held her bleeding head. Andrew kicked her head, Conner punched her stomach, Mike punched her nose, and Jake straddled her. Her mother just cheered them on. Sam finally got the strength and courage to get up.
"GET HER!" Her mother cheered. They all grabbed her.
"G-get...o-off!" She sobbed. She covered her eyes, while her brothers abused her.
"No, you little slut!" Conner sneered. He punched her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her.
"Get off her!" A voice yelled. The boys stopped, and Sam looked up, to see James, Carlos, and Officer Garcie at the door. The boys stopped. James looked down at Sam, who had a bloody nose, and could hardly breathe.
"S-Sam...'' he sobbed. He knelt to her side, "Sam, sweetie," he took her hand in his. "are you okay?" he kissed her hand, tears forming in his chocolate eyes. He stared into her eyes, and a tear fell from his eye.
"James..." she said, barely audible. "I..." her eyes closed a bit.
"No, no, no..." James sobbed. Behind him, Officer Garcia and Carlos took Sam's mom, and brothers to the cop van. James stayed in the house with her, and an ambulence came. "You what?"
"I..." she looked in his eyes, making sure he was listening. "...love you..." then, everything went black.
...
James and Carlos sat in the hospital, staring at Sam, who had a gause on her head, and cotton stuffed up her nose to stop the bleeding. Carlos sat backwards in a chair and James nervously pacing the room. Logan and Kendall would be there in a couple minutes.
"What if she doesn't wake up?" James asked quietly. "What if she doesn't make it?" his breathing became faster.
Carlos got up, "Sit down, James, calm down." he patted his back. "She'll wake up."
James put his head on the chair, covering his face so Carlos couldn't see him cry.
"Hey guys," Kendall came in the room, and whispered. "Sorry it took us so long. Logan's getting us some snacks in the food court. Is she okay?" he shut the curtain behind him.
"I don't know," Carlos whispered, and discreetly pointed to Jame, "but he isn't."
Kendall turned to a sobbing James, "I always knew he was in love with her." he whispered.
"Shut up," a muffled voice came from James, who still had his head burried in his hands. "You don't know what it feels like...not knowing if the girl you love is going to wake up or not. Which she probably won't." Logan came in.
"I beg to differ." a weak voice came from the other side of the room. A smirking Sam sat up weakly, groaning in pain. "But I may be in pain for a while. How are you guys?" she furrowed her brow, "I think you dropped your jaws." she chuckled.
The four boys crouded around her, telling her how scared they were that she wasn't going to make it.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked. Carlos looked to James, who sighed.
"Almost a week." he said, "You scared me." he said, grabbing a hold of her hand.
"Could you guys give us a minute?" Sam asked, shifting uncomfortably. The three left James Sam. "James, are you okay-"
"I love you." He cut her off, looking her straight in the eyes. "Samantha Elise Isabelle Moore, I've loved you since the day I met you, and I really hope you love me. Just, please...'' he squeezed her hand.
"Please what?" she asked, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
"Please love me back..." he whispered, his eyes shut.
"I do..." she whispered, a smiling tugging at her lips. "I've always loved you, James." James smiled.
"Then, if you know what I mean, can I try something?" Sam took the cotton out of her nose, and threw it in the trash.
"Of course," she said. James got up, and planted a kiss on her lips, careful not to put his hands on her hair, for fear that he would hurt her. Sam put a hand on James' cheek, and kissed back softly. Their hands were still intertwined, when the boys came in the room.
"Whoo!" Carlos whistled, "Get some, James!" The two pulled away from laughing too hard. Their faces were both tomato-red. The doctor came in, ran some tests, and left the group alone.
"So," Logan said, "I got you some of your favorite candies, Sammy Jo." Logan called her his nick-names for her, although her middle name wasn't Jo, or anything protaining to it.
"Gummi-fucking-bears?" Sam asked. Logan nodded. Sam resisted the urge to scream. "I fucking love gummi-bears!" Logan gave some to her. "I SO love you right now!"
"It was James' idea." Logan shrugged. James shoved his hands in his pockets.
Sam smiled, "I love you!" she said.
"Who doesn't?" James asked, making Sam laugh.
"So, I have a question for y'all." Sam said, chewing a gummi bear and downing it. "where am I staying at?"
"Well," Kenalla said, "We all thought it would be your choice, but we thought it would be best if you stayed at James' house. It's bigger, and has more spare bedrooms, so it would be easier for other company. Plus, his mother adores you. But it's what you want."
"That sounds amazing." she whispered.
One Month Later:
"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" Mister Rocque asked Sam, who had just gotten out of the hospital.
"I'm positive."
"Okay," Mister Rocque sighed.
ust a small town girl, livin in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train goin anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the nights
Streetlight, people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
And now the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight, people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight, people
Don't stop
James and Sam stopped, both staring at each other. She'd been waiting for months to just sing with him, but now she could be assured that he actually loved her.
She kissed James softly. "I love you..." she breathed.
A smile curved on James' lips. "I love you, too..."
They kissed one more time, and, this time, it was passionate. It wasn't because she'd just woke up, not because they were forced to - it was real and genuine.
And nothing could tear them apart.
Epilogue:
Five years later:
Sam and James had been going strong for five years. They were at Mrs. Diamond's wedding. Her boyfriend had proposed to her sic months earlier.
The service was over, and it was time for the reception. Sam had on a blue, one-shouldered, dress, with black seude ankle boots. Her jewelry consisted of silver and black bangles, and black earrings.
Her James were slow dancing, when she brought up weddings, "I would love to have something as extravagant as this," she sighed.
"You could," James said. He pulled out a ring from his pocket, and knelt down on one knee. "Samantha Moore, will you marry me?"
Sam sobbed, "YES!" she tackled him to the ground and kissed him. "PLEASE, YES." Everyone around them clapped.
James slipped the ring on her finger. Sam kissed him straight on the lips.
"We're gonna be so happy together," she whispered, "I know it.''
Hey! so...yeah, that was it. this story is so short, but i needed to finish it. you probably haven't seen the last of James and Sammy! Thanks to my lovely reviewers! LOVE YA!