"Please...Please don't die...Sam?...Stay with me please...I love you"
His eyelids fluttered open and he struggled to focus on me.
"You...you love me?" He questioned attempting to sit up.
"Yes, i do.....I love you" He reached up and pushed my hair out of my eyes.
"I love you too" One of my tears rolled down my cheek and dripped onto Sam.
"In the...top of the war-....wardrobe...there's a ....first aid kit" He coughed.
I ran to the bedroom searching through the wardrobe. I picked up a large green box and ran back to Sam's side. Slowly i lifted up his blood soaked shirt. The bullet hasn't gone all the way through as i could see it. I grabbed a pair of tweezers and held my hand out.
"Hold my hand, this is gonna hurt.....alot"
"I'm fine" he croaked back.
I began to pluck out the metal bullet from his chest.
"I told you it would hurt" I placed the bullet on the floor and cleaned the wound.
"You'll be fine"
"What about her?" He asked nodding to Ginger. I walked over feeling her pulse.
"She's dead" I sat for a while watching her still body.
"Are you OK?" Asked Sam shuffling closer to me
"I am now it's over" He kissed my forehead and then my cheek and then my lips passionately.
"Sam, promise me you'll never leave me..."
He kissed me again "I promise"