Cliffy (: Yes, this is a really short, sloppy, boring chapter…Sorry. :/
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She slammed his chest with all the strength she could pull from her weak body. "Get away from me!"
"Jules—I—."
"Sam, Just get out of here."
He nodded to her and bit his lip, "No."
"I said get out!"
"Jules, I'm not leaving you. I know you want me to leave, but I can't."
"Please Sam—Just go! Go somewhere else—just get away from me. I fell in love with someone else, and he ended it for me! I don't love you! I can't love you—I will never love you again."
Sam fought back a tear as he felt his heart being ripped from his chest. "Well—Fine then. Jules, I don't know whats going on with you right now—but if you want to talk, you certainly know my number."
She nodded to him quickly and let him walk out—a tear rolling down her cheek as the door slammed shut.
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"Dad—What are you doing home?" Jessica asked as Sam slammed the front door.
"She told me to leave—so I did."
"What!?"
"Just—give her time. She's not herself at all. Well, sometimes—but I'm taking this with a grain of salt, and I hope its meant that way."
Jessica shook her head as she watched him mope to their bedroom, knowing it hit him harder than he wanted it to seem.
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She piddled with her ring on her finger, thinking back to all of the wonderful memories she and Sam had together before getting married and adopting the kids, and then having Carly. She remembered the first day they met to the day they met Alexis and Jessica. All the times she would tug on his shirt and he would lift it off and kiss her. All the times she would fluff his hair and he would brush hers. All the times she would cry and he would rock her to sleep. All the times she was lying in a hospital beds and he would climb up beside her—but he wasn't there this time.
"I need to be discharged."
"Mrs. Braddock, you need to get back in bed."
She stared at the nurse for a moment, "I'm signing out."
"You're refusing further medical treatment?"
"Mhmm, where do I sign?"
The nurse shook her head, "You should be monitored for another 24 hours, at least."
"Give me the damn forms. I'm getting out of here!"
With that the lady handed over a clipboard of forms for her to sign. Her vision was blurry and her hand shook as she signed. "Done."
"Mrs. Braddock, we highly recommend—." As the nurse started to speak Jules became dizzy—dizzier and then crashed to the floor as nurses hollered to help carry her back to bed.
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"You tried to escape?" Sam chuckled as he looked under his arm to see her wake up slowly. He was sitting on the hospital bed with his arm draped over her shoulder. "No—I was signing out."
"What got into you, babe? You're going crazy."
"No I wasn't. I needed to be with you—Sammy—What's happening to me?"
"You're hurt, in pain, and on a bunch of meds that aren't letting you think straight. I love you sweetheart."
"I—Sam—I love you too."
He smiled and kissed her forehead, "That's what I thought."
"Can I go home still?" She asked quietly as he held her hand tightly. He nodded, "Later—But right now, how about we take a nap?" She smiled, let him kiss her cheek, and laid her face against his chest.
He sat there thinking through their time together with the kids. The nights of getting the kids to bed and then throwing away their stressors with a hot night in bed, the times of him kissing her until she threatened to call Greg, and all of the good times they had going places together as a family.
There was nothing wrong with their marriage. There was nothing wrong with either of them. The problem was the family. Two newlywed parents with two teenage girls, a five year old, their baby, and another on the way—
What the hell were we thinking?
Yes, a VERY short chapter. SORRY!
But anyways, I have decided to end this fic at fifty chapters ): I'm seriously going to miss writing it! I have a way to end it, and I am going to try and end it before Tuesday and name this my Summer 09 fic (:
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