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BRUISED.

by: iwishiwasdifferent

CHAPTER 5: (part 4)
"Sam!" I screamed, grabbing his arm as he dropped limp.
No, no, no, no!
I jumped up, and his hand dropped on the floor with a sickening thud.
I ran over to the phone and dialed 911, my hands shaking.
"Please hurry!" I sobbed, when the woman answered the phone, "My boyfriend, he;s loosing too much blood! I live at 10289 Summer Lane in Charlestown. PLEASE HURRY."
I dropped the phone and knelt down by Sam.
His face was so peaceful. And a little pool of blood was forming under him.
"Please Sam. Don't do this to me. Don't leave me." I begged, grabbing his hand.
"You can't die." I cried.
I held him, feeling the warmth from his body was seeping away, until the paramedics got there.
He was cold.
They pulled him away from me and stared CPR.
A woman came over to me and asked me something.
I couldn't hear her.
This can't be happening... I thought, shocked, Sam can't be dead...
"Ma'am. Are you okay?" The woman asked again.
"Yeah," I said, starting to stand up. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through my body.
"Argh!" I screamed, clutching my lower stomach.
My baby! I realized.
The woman lied me down on a stretcher and I looked over at Sam.
They were shocking him with defibrillators. His body jolted.
He's gone...