Sam had been awake for about an hour when the doctor finally came in to check on her. "Hello, Sam, did you sleep well?" he asked her politely, pulling his stethescope from around his neck to in his ears.
All she did was glare at him, and I understood why. What a stupid question to ask a girl who just got attacked and is laying in a hospital bed. It's like asking the dead lobster on your plate if it's had a good day.
The doctor turned to Spencer, Carly, and I and reqested that only immediate family be present during her examination. We quietly stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind us.
It was funny how sam was still herself after what happened to her. After she woke up, everybody kept asking her if she needed anything and repeating how glad they were that she was awake. Her responce was, "All I did was wake up, not get ressurected." And then she asked when dinner was. We laughed, but she seemed to take the matter of her food very seriously and demanded it every time a nurse walked by her door.
Carly pulled me from the memory by waving her hand it front of my face. "Hello? DreamyMcDreamster, I'm talking to you."
"Oh, sorry. What'd you say?"
She turned her head in the direction of two police officers. "I think they're here to talk to Sam. And..."
"They'll probably want to talk to me too, I know."
Her hand rested on my shoulder. "It's ok Freddie, Sam's fine. Just be thankful for that."
I took a deep breath and tried to be glad, but it seemed impossible. Just the reality that she could have been killed is enough for me to fall into a psychological imbalance. If it would have been worse, I never would have got to tell her how sorry I was.
My eyes widened as I realized something.
I hadn't even apoligized yet.
"Carly, I still haven't said I'm sorry."
Her face looked concered, but then she realized something. "Me neither."
It was then that the two officers from across the hall arrived at Sam's door, one of them knocking three times. Sam's mom answered and asked them to wait outside for a minute. They smiled at her before she closed the door. They walked down the hall to the snack bar and grabbed a few doughnuts.
"I wonder if they've got any suspects yet," Spencer pondered, sipping on his coffee behind us.
We both shrugged and our hopeful thoughts started pouring out. "It's hard for someone to break into and leave a house without leaving any trace of them being there behind," I said. "Not to mention that Sam's neighbors might have seen whoever it was go up to her house and be able to identify him."
"Or her," Carly added. "Woman are criminals too, you know."
It's hard to believe that a woman would want to take off Sam's pants, but I kept that to myself. No need to have that conversation. Plus it's usually guys who stalk and assault women. It wasn't two girls who had been trying to get into Carly's apartment just earlier in the day.
The door to Sam's room opened and the doctor stepped out, smiling at us before walking away. We didn't go inside yet, knowing the police officers would want to talk to her next. Assuming that might take a while, I sat down in a chair next to spencer. "All that's left to do now it wait."
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"Did you see anybody around the victim's home before you entered it?"
"No."
The woman officer, not one of the two I had seen earlier, nodded and wrote something down on her notepad. "Could you tell if any one was inside the house before you entered it?"
"Well after I rang the doorbell I heard footsteps come up to the door and then walk away, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't Sam."
She jotted down what I had said. "What did you see when you entered the home?"
I swallowed. "She was laying by the couch and she was bleeding."
"Were there any weapons nearby?"
I resituated myself in the uncomfortable waiting room chair. "There was a knife on the coffee table."
"Was there blood on it?"
"Yes."
Her pen went wild against the paper. "I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but what was the victim wearing when you found her?"
I hesitated, taking a deep breath. "Just her shirt... and underpants."
She nodded. "So you have no idea who could have done this. Any enemies that you know she might have had?"
"No, I'm sorry. I wish I could be more help."
"That's alright, you've done all you can. Thank you so much." I watched as she put the notebook in her pocket and stood up. "You can go see her now. She's been asking for you." The officer smiled and I thanked her before heading off to see Sam and give her a well overdue apology.
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About twenty minutes before visiting hours were over, everyone left to give Sam and I a chance to talk alone for a while. I pulled up a chair next to her bed and took a seat. She just stared at the ceiling, trapped in her thoughts.
"Sam, I need to apoligize."
Her expression shifted to an emotion I didn't recognize. "For what?"
Apperantly she was going to make me say it. "For telling Carly that we kissed. It was stupid, and unfriendlike, and I can understand if you never want to trust me again because I made a promise and you aren't supposed to break promises, but I did which was really stupid and..."
"I get it, fredward." She gave me a sly smile and looked back at the ceiling. Then she took a deep breath. "I'm the one who needs to apoligize."
"Why? What for?"
"For you having to see me like that..."
Not sure what to say, I just took her hand and stroked it with my thumb. "Sam, look at me." She slowly rolled her head enough for her eyes to meet mine. "What matters is that you're ok. I would have ripped all your clothes off if that's what it took to save you."
"Well thank God that wasn't an issue," she mumbled before looking away.
"Why do you keep looking away from me?"
She laughed. "Because it hurts to move my neck."
The nurse stuck her head in the door and told us to finish up.
"So when can you go home?"
"Well, they have to finish checking things out before I can actually go home, but they're letting me out of this 'fine establishment' in two days. If they haven't found these guys by then they want me to stay with someone until they do. They said it's not safe at home, or whatever."
If that was the case she would definately be staying with Carly, meaning she would be right across the hall from me. I thought about how great that was before what Sam had just said sunk in. "Wait, there was more than one guy?"
Her breathing became unsteady and she tightened her grip on my hand. "Yeah, uh, just two."
"How did they get out so fast? I heard them walking around inside like a minute before I opened the door."
"Look Fredwierdo, I really don't wannt talk about this..."
Then the door squealed open. "Visiting hours are over."
I nodded and looked back at Sam. "Looks like you don't have to." She smiled. I reached out and gave her a gentle hug. "See ya tomorrow."
"See ya."
I started to walk away, but something in me took over and I turned around. Then I leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. When I pulled away, she was smiling, and that was all I needed to feel okay.
Carly and Spencer were waiting for me in the hallway and we left the hospital together, wondering what the next day would have in store for us.
Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. This is gonna sound crazy, but I kinda forgot I was writing this story. Oops, silly me. Well please let me know what you think! :)