It might get really depressing so please just tell me not to and I wont make it that way, but I have a really good idea for the next few chapters which will lead to a song I promise, and no one will die, I promise you that too.
Jen, Darrell, and Jake all sat around the hospital bed chatting. Sam noticed that they all had circles under their eyes and looked at her watch.
"You guys can go if you want, you are all exhausted." Said Sam, noticing that it was already 12:00.
"Ok." Said Jen hugging her. "Just call if you want us back though."
Jen and Darrell got up. Jake stayed sitting where he was.
"Jake, you can go too."
"Are you sure? I should stay, just to make sure you know…" He began.
"Jake just go, you're just as tired as they are." Said Sam.
"Ok." He grabbed her hand. "I'll be back in the morning." He gave her hand a squeeze. "Hang in there." He said.
Sam smiled and closed her eyes. When he had gone she winced as a sharp pain went through her gut. Her head was throbbing but she had tried to ignore it while everyone was here.
She closed her eyes and went to sleep.
When Jake got back to river bend, he sat on the couch and eventually drifted off into a deep sleep.
He woke up at 5:00 the next morning to the phone ringing.
"Hello?" he said.
"Mr. Ely? This is Darton hospital calling."
"Is it Sam? Is she ok?" asked Jake quickly.
"Unfortunately, she took a turn for the worst and she is bleeding internally, she has slipped into a coma, due to the fact that her head has been injured in the past."
"I'm coming, hold on." Jake said and practically threw the phone back on the receiver. He grabbed his coat and the keys to the truck and flew outside.
…
"Oh Sam," said Jake, putting his hand over hers. The only sounds that could be heard were the steady beep of the heart rate monitor and the rain, which was still beating on the window.
Jen and Darrell came by and left and so did the rest of the Ely family.
This is all my fault. Thought Jake. Whenever I'm around she gets hurt.
The doctor came back in the room around 7:00.
"Her parents are coming." He said.
Jake just nodded. Twenty minutes later Bryanna, Wyatt, Grace and Cody were in the room, sitting next to Jake.
"It's not your fault at all Jake." Said Wyatt. "Don't blame yourself again."
"I'm getting a soda." Said Jake. "Anyone want one?"
Everyone shook their heads and Jake left the room, in search of the soda machine he had been to less than 12 hours ago. When he came back inside, the doctor was back and Bryanna had her head in her hands.
"Wyatt?" said Jake.
The doctor turned to him instead. "It seems the medicine had no effects on her, her immune system was weaker than we expected, so unless Samantha can pull out of the coma on her own, I'm afraid she wont make it."
"Oh no." said Jake, leaning against the wall. He felt tears falling down his cheeks, and ignored them. His family came and picked him up and he didn't even notice.
When he woke up the next morning he remembered that it was Sam's birthday. That's when he began to pack. He packed all his stuff that he was bringing to collage into his truck, and told his family that he was leaving early.
"Where are you going?" They asked.
"Just traveling until collage, then collage." He said.
They nodded, understanding.
"If Sam wakes up…" He began, swallowing tears.
"When." Said his mother.
"Right. Well tell her…I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, you have nothing to be sorry about." Said Mrs. Ely, hugging him. "But stay in touch ok?"
"Yeah." Said Jake, and got into his truck and began to drive.