Written: 23.09.15
Words: 694
Sam x Jess, Dark-ish
Sam’s chest rattled with his chuckle and he tightened the arm that was around her back, “Lucky for me.”
Jess opened her eyes then, blinking against the darkness of the room. It took a moment for her tired brain to realize she was in bed, alone. She sat up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, doing her best to ignore the ache in her chest.
She turned to look at the clock that was sitting on the night stand and she sighed in annoyance, 2am. With a huff, she got out of bed and padded over to the bathroom.
After carefully avoiding looking in the mirror, she turned the water on and splashed some on her face. She forced herself to take a deep breath, I can’t keep going like this.
“Jess.”
Her shoulders tensed as she heard the giant’s voice and she closed her eyes, maybe I should try going back to therapy.
“Jess, please. Talk to me.”
She attempted to steel herself before looking to the mirror, breath catching as she saw her Sam. He was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, puppy dog eyes looking just as heartbreaking as when he was alive.
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