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Victoria
Trying to start over when you're in love with someone is very difficult. You never know who you'll meet, but Sammie came completely out of nowhere. I hadn't even known her very long, but the sheer fact that she took an interest in me, was enough to send me completely over the moon for her. I'm a 23 year old, small business owner. I never expected to meet a woman who was so sure and yet so unsure of herself.
Ugh! I really just need to get over her. Packing up my apartment was harder than I ever expected, but the sooner I get away, the sooner I can get over her. Just as I was beginning to shake off my thoughts, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"Yes, this is Victoria Hastening." I said to the nurse from St. Christopher's.
"She's where?! Why didn't you call her parents?!" I began to worry when the nurse told me about Sammie. I had no clue why she was calling me about this, but I couldn't just leave her there alone.
"Fine. I'll be right there. Thank you. Bye." I hung up and raced down to my car.
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I arrived at the hospital and I raced over to the nurses station.
"Hello. Someone called me about Samantha Richards." I said to the young nurse.
"Yes. I was the one who called you. Your name was the one thing she said before she was unconscious again." The nurse said.
"Well, have you called her family? Her publisher?"
"No. We can't get into her cellphone and she had no I.D. on her body. Luckily, one of the nurses is a big fan and we were able to identify her ourselves, but I was hoping you'd know how to get in contact with her family."
"Hmm ... I can try."
"Thank you, Ms. Hastening."
"No problem. If you'll excuse me for a moment."
I walked away and immediately began to search through my phone for the number to Kourtney. I remember her from the party. After calling her and informing her of what happened, she said she'd call Sammie's parents and Carol. I thanked her and told her I'd stay at the hospital until someone else showed up.
Almost an hour later, Sammie's parents showed up. I immediately felt that I shouldn't be here. I began to walk towards the exit when her mother stopped me.
"Your name is Victoria, right?" Sammie's mother said.
"Um ... Yes. Yes, it is." I said as I looked down at the floor.
"I'm Stephanie. Stephanie Richards. And this is my husband Thomas." She said and extended her hand. I looked at it for a moment then shook it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. Both of you."
"I saw you with Samantha at her birthday."
"Yes. I remember. You left out of the kitchen very upset. That really upset Sammi .. Samantha."
"I'm sorry for my reaction. We're Irish Catholic. It wasn't something I ever expected to see. After talking to Carol and Thomas, I went to look for her, but she'd already left. I, then, went looking for you, but you were also gone."
"Yes, I, um ... Figured it would be better if I left. I never wanted to come in between your family. That's why I told her I was leaving even though ..."
"Yes, dear? Even though what?"
"Um ... Even though I'm in love with her."
"You ... She never told me she was involved with someone."
"We weren't. Involved, I mean. We went out on one date and I told her that I couldn't be with her because she refused to tell any of you."
"Did she tell you why? Why she didn't want to tell us?"
"The only way I can explain it is this ... Being gay makes you feel different than everybody else. Like there's something wrong with you. I know that Samantha felt that she's accepted who she was, but she thought that if she told you, any of you, you'd hate her or something."
Her parents both had tears in their eyes. They embraced each other. I continued to walk away. I made it to the elevator before I heard someone speak to me.
"I believe that you did the right thing telling them. I don't think you should leave though."
I turned and saw Sammie's publisher, Carol.
"Why don't you?" I asked as I turned to look at her.
"Because she knows that she loves you now. I think she'd want you here more than anyone else."
"Are you okay with that? That she's gay and loves me."
Carol laughed and then came closer to me istanbul escort (http://www.istanbulspor.net/) and said, "I've been a lesbian since college. No one knows because I never wanted them to. It's just me and I don't have to worry about the same things Sammie does, but I've known she was gay since the day I agreed to take a meeting with her and she not so subtlety checked me out."
Carol laughed again as she saw my mouth drop. She put her arm over my shoulder and said, "It's perfectly fine with me because I always want her to be who she is. I don't care if she's gay or straight, Sammie is an excellent writer and an incredible person, that's all I need to know."
I hugged Carol and then walked over to where her parents were. The doctor had just came over to talk to them.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Eric Sharpe. Are you Ms. Richards' immediate family?" The doctor said.
"We are, yes." Stephanie answered and looked at me.
"All of you?" Dr. Sharpe asked.
"Yes. All of us." Stephanie said.
"Very well. Ms. Richards was hit by a truck. She has been in and out of consciousness ever since until about two hours ago when she slipped into a coma. Her injuries are severe. She sustained serious injuries to her left arm and leg. Each had several fractures to the bone. One of her ribs pierced her left lung and the internal bleeding was critical, but we were able to stabilize her. She's already been through the surgeries for her arm and leg. There is minor swelling to her brain that we are monitoring, but we believe that when she regains consciousness, she'll be just fine." Dr. Sharpe said to us.
"So she will make a full recovery?" Thomas asked.
"Yes, that is what the test show. If you have any other questions, please feel free to have the nurse contact me. I'll be back shortly to check on her." Dr. Sharpe said.
After a few minutes talking to the nurse, Dr. Sharpe left. I was left with the people closest to Sammie and I had no idea what I was doing there. She didn't want me in her life before this happened, why would she want me around now. I had an apartment to finish clearing out and I needed to get away from New England. As I thought the last of that, the elevator doors closed in front of me.
That night I finished loading up the U-Haul and stopped to talk to the woman who'd be taking over my old place before I hopped behind the wheel and drove. I was headed to Ohio. I already had my new place being set up and my new business would be up and running by the time I got there.
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Three months later ...
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Sammie
Getting back on my feet had been a mission all on it's on, having to deal with the fact that my family and friends knew I was gay on top of that almost made me wish I was still in that bloody coma. Victoria had vanished. Carol told me about the conversation they had that first night I was in the hospital, and I thought she'd have stuck around for sure, but no. One of the first things I did when I was released was try to find her, but none of the people who knew her would tell me where she was.
Although, I was pretty sure at least one of them knew where she was, I was froze out. I decided that I'd find her on my own. Now that I was out, I wanted to be with her. My parents were more than supportive, which shocked me. I still remember the talk my mom
S.J.
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Victoria
Trying to start over when you're in love with someone is very difficult. You never know who you'll meet, but Sammie came completely out of nowhere. I hadn't even known her very long, but the sheer fact that she took an interest in me, was enough to send me completely over the moon for her. I'm a 23 year old, small business owner. I never expected to meet a woman who was so sure and yet so unsure of herself.
Ugh! I really just need to get over her. Packing up my apartment was harder than I ever expected, but the sooner I get away, the sooner I can get over her. Just as I was beginning to shake off my thoughts, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"Yes, this is Victoria Hastening." I said to the nurse from St. Christopher's.
"She's where?! Why didn't you call her parents?!" I began to worry when the nurse told me about Sammie. I had no clue why she was calling me about this, but I couldn't just leave her there alone.
"Fine. I'll be right there. Thank you. Bye." I hung up and raced down to my car.
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I arrived at the hospital and I raced over to the nurses station.
"Hello. Someone called me about Samantha Richards." I said to the young nurse.
"Yes. I was the one who called you. Your name was the one thing she said before she was unconscious again." The nurse said.
"Well, have you called her family? Her publisher?"
"No. We can't get into her cellphone and she had no I.D. on her body. Luckily, one of the nurses is a big fan and we were able to identify her ourselves, but I was hoping you'd know how to get in contact with her family."
"Hmm ... I can try."
"Thank you, Ms. Hastening."
"No problem. If you'll excuse me for a moment."
I walked away and immediately began to search through my phone for the number to Kourtney. I remember her from the party. After calling her and informing her of what happened, she said she'd call Sammie's parents and Carol. I thanked her and told her I'd stay at the hospital until someone else showed up.
Almost an hour later, Sammie's parents showed up. I immediately felt that I shouldn't be here. I began to walk towards the exit when her mother stopped me.
"Your name is Victoria, right?" Sammie's mother said.
"Um ... Yes. Yes, it is." I said as I looked down at the floor.
"I'm Stephanie. Stephanie Richards. And this is my husband Thomas." She said and extended her hand. I looked at it for a moment then shook it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. Both of you."
"I saw you with Samantha at her birthday."
"Yes. I remember. You left out of the kitchen very upset. That really upset Sammi .. Samantha."
"I'm sorry for my reaction. We're Irish Catholic. It wasn't something I ever expected to see. After talking to Carol and Thomas, I went to look for her, but she'd already left. I, then, went looking for you, but you were also gone."
"Yes, I, um ... Figured it would be better if I left. I never wanted to come in between your family. That's why I told her I was leaving even though ..."
"Yes, dear? Even though what?"
"Um ... Even though I'm in love with her."
"You ... She never told me she was involved with someone."
"We weren't. Involved, I mean. We went out on one date and I told her that I couldn't be with her because she refused to tell any of you."
"Did she tell you why? Why she didn't want to tell us?"
"The only way I can explain it is this ... Being gay makes you feel different than everybody else. Like there's something wrong with you. I know that Samantha felt that she's accepted who she was, but she thought that if she told you, any of you, you'd hate her or something."
Her parents both had tears in their eyes. They embraced each other. I continued to walk away. I made it to the elevator before I heard someone speak to me.
"I believe that you did the right thing telling them. I don't think you should leave though."
I turned and saw Sammie's publisher, Carol.
"Why don't you?" I asked as I turned to look at her.
"Because she knows that she loves you now. I think she'd want you here more than anyone else."
"Are you okay with that? That she's gay and loves me."
Carol laughed and then came closer to me istanbul escort (http://www.istanbulspor.net/) and said, "I've been a lesbian since college. No one knows because I never wanted them to. It's just me and I don't have to worry about the same things Sammie does, but I've known she was gay since the day I agreed to take a meeting with her and she not so subtlety checked me out."
Carol laughed again as she saw my mouth drop. She put her arm over my shoulder and said, "It's perfectly fine with me because I always want her to be who she is. I don't care if she's gay or straight, Sammie is an excellent writer and an incredible person, that's all I need to know."
I hugged Carol and then walked over to where her parents were. The doctor had just came over to talk to them.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Eric Sharpe. Are you Ms. Richards' immediate family?" The doctor said.
"We are, yes." Stephanie answered and looked at me.
"All of you?" Dr. Sharpe asked.
"Yes. All of us." Stephanie said.
"Very well. Ms. Richards was hit by a truck. She has been in and out of consciousness ever since until about two hours ago when she slipped into a coma. Her injuries are severe. She sustained serious injuries to her left arm and leg. Each had several fractures to the bone. One of her ribs pierced her left lung and the internal bleeding was critical, but we were able to stabilize her. She's already been through the surgeries for her arm and leg. There is minor swelling to her brain that we are monitoring, but we believe that when she regains consciousness, she'll be just fine." Dr. Sharpe said to us.
"So she will make a full recovery?" Thomas asked.
"Yes, that is what the test show. If you have any other questions, please feel free to have the nurse contact me. I'll be back shortly to check on her." Dr. Sharpe said.
After a few minutes talking to the nurse, Dr. Sharpe left. I was left with the people closest to Sammie and I had no idea what I was doing there. She didn't want me in her life before this happened, why would she want me around now. I had an apartment to finish clearing out and I needed to get away from New England. As I thought the last of that, the elevator doors closed in front of me.
That night I finished loading up the U-Haul and stopped to talk to the woman who'd be taking over my old place before I hopped behind the wheel and drove. I was headed to Ohio. I already had my new place being set up and my new business would be up and running by the time I got there.
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Three months later ...
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Sammie
Getting back on my feet had been a mission all on it's on, having to deal with the fact that my family and friends knew I was gay on top of that almost made me wish I was still in that bloody coma. Victoria had vanished. Carol told me about the conversation they had that first night I was in the hospital, and I thought she'd have stuck around for sure, but no. One of the first things I did when I was released was try to find her, but none of the people who knew her would tell me where she was.
Although, I was pretty sure at least one of them knew where she was, I was froze out. I decided that I'd find her on my own. Now that I was out, I wanted to be with her. My parents were more than supportive, which shocked me. I still remember the talk my mom