I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t speak.
“Sam, it’ll be okay,” Brennan said, his eyes filling with tears.
“And how do you figure that?” I demanded.
“Because I’m not giving up. And I don’t want you giving up on me either.”
His determination was evident in his eyes, as was his exhaustion.
“I won’t give up on you,” I whispered, pressing my forehead to his chest.
He rubbed my back soothingly and kissed the top of my head. “It’ll be alright.”
“Sam, your phone is ringing off the hook,” mom said, handing it to me.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “I’ll be right back.” I took my phone out and answered it.
“Hello?” I asked, blearily.
“This is Coach Jason Kendall from Transverse College.”
“Hi Coach Kendall.” I leaned against the wall, waiting for this conversation to be over so I could go back to Brennan.
“We have a really big game tomorrow, and I’d like it if you’d come down to see us.”
I let out a sigh. “I’m sorry Coach Kendall, but I can’t.”
He was silent for a few moments. “I see.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to, but my brother is having a very serious surgery tomorrow.”
“The same brother you brought to Transverse with you?”
“I completely understand.”
“But I’d love to come out to another game.”
He chuckled. “Call me after your brother’s surgery and we’ll discuss a different time.”
“Thanks again Coach Kendall.”
“No, thank you.”
I hung up and called Jake, who I had three missed calls from.
“Hey, we’re at your place, where are you?” he demanded.
“At the hospital.”
“I thought you were released!”
“I was, but I’m here with Brennan.”
“With Brennan? What’s going on?”
I pressed my forehead to the wall, taking in a deep breath. I told him everything Brennan had told me.
“Oh Sam,” Jake whispered.
“And so I’m staying here,” I said, wiping the tears off my face.
I had the roar of Jake’s car engine. “We’re on the way.”
I hung up and went back into Brennan’s room. He was gripping the side of his bed, his eyes closed.
To see him in so much pain made me sick to my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair as the nurse upped his morphine.
“Hey,” I whispered, as his grip on the bed loosened.
He offered me a weak smile. “I bet I look sexy right now.”
I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “Very.”