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19. MISSED YOU

Right now, I could use some friends.

As we waited for people to start coming in, I decided to stay with Sam for a mean time, sitting on the bed I've been sleeping on for the past couple of days, as we watched a bunch of crap on the television. It was something that kept me busy, took my focus away from having to think about everything that involved Sam.

We were holding one another's hand, me taking the back of her hand, and resting my head on it. She pulled on my hand slightly, causing for me to turn my attention to her. I can't help but feel like someone's ripping my heart at the sight of her—bandage around the nose, her bruised eye wasn't healing faster than mine, and a bandage around her shoulder.

"You haven't been talking," she uttered, her voice hoarse still. Probably from the tube that they took out of her throat to help her breathing. "What's going on in your head, Travis?"

And I couldn't help it. There were not threats of tears, they just went out in a second. My heart was in pain and I couldn't help but cry about it. I shouldn't even be crying—I'm not the one who got shot, I'm not the one who's lying in the bed.

So, I shook my head. "No, I'm fine. I'm okay."

"Hey," she tugged again, moving backwards from her bed. "I can't pull you so you're going to have to come up to the bed."

When I started to shake my head again, she merely gave me that blank look—one that was enough for me to stand and follow her orders. I decided to lay on my side, placing my arm under her head for support as I snaked the other one around her waist.

The moment she stared up at me, those brown chocolate eyes were curious and worried. "Now, tell me what's wrong and don't tell me that you're okay because if you were, you wouldn't be crying." When I didn't speak, she continued on, "does this have to do with your nightmares?"

My brows furrowed. "You heard me?"

She gave a small smile. "Doc told me. Said something about you dreaming about me but it's a bad one. She thinks it's probably from the fear that you could've lost me. Is that why?"

"I keep dreaming, you know," my voice broke. All throughout the time I've been here, I've never cracked, but I guess, her being awake and holding me back, everything came out. "about that night. I was so scared, thinking that you might die in my arms. Alex wanted you to go to AIIFA headquarters but we both knew that if we didn't find the nearest hospital, you could run out of time."

She nodded, understanding but I couldn't help but continue. "It's just... I can't sleep right. It's always the same thing and I would accidentally find myself waking up looking for you, but you would be asleep, still fighting for your life."

What am I even doing? Crying to her like this, needing for her to comfort me when I should be the one comforting her.

"I'm sorry," I ran my hand through my hair, pulling a little to try and get a grip. "You shouldn't be worrying about me."

She frowned, as if she was disappointed. "Look, do I have to get my gun and threaten you to tell me everything? I thought we promised one another that we wouldn't push each other away, meaning, you get to tell me everything."

And there she is. The hot-headed woman was back and I couldn't help but smile at her. "First off, you don't have your gun so you don't have anything to threaten me with."

Chuckling, she shrugged with one of her unharmed shoulder. "Eh, who needs a gun? We're in a hospital, there's a lot of options."

It got me to match that laugh of hers. This was better—something light. It always seemed light whenever she was around.

"Hey," she raised her hand and placed it on the side of my face, her thumb caressing my cheek. Her warmth, I felt it. "We're going to get through it together."

Those eyes of hers were asserting assurance. She thinks that it was all going to be okay, that we were going to be able to move on through this mess, something the rest of the guys has been telling me but I could never believe.

But when it came from her? It felt so true. So real. 

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So, it's still on Travis POV!! Heyy!!

Anyways, I'm still thinking if I should switch it back on Sam's or just continue with his point of view.

Maybe the next chapter will be Sam's. We still do need her story!

This is a short chapter but I hope you enjoyed it. Only a few more chapters and then, here comes the epilogue!

- bella xxx