I felt completely numb as I stared at the wall in the hospital. I hadn't even noticed I was shaking until a nurse told me to calm down.

"Sam oh my god." My dad breathed as he entered the room. I was currently laid in a hospital bed as I slowly looked at my dad who was entering the room. I saw many faces behind him but they all stayed outside.

His face was full of hurt as a small smile appeared on his face. "I'm so glad you're ok, we've all been worried sick." He said softly as he walked over to me.

I couldn't smile, I couldn't do anything. "He shot him." I said blankly as my dad nodded. I was cradling my knees as I rested my chin on the hospital gown.

"I know. I know." He said quietly as he grabbed my shoulders gently and pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back tightly.

I looked up at him with tiery eyes. "Is he going to be ok?"

I had no idea what happened after Peter shot Reece. I must have lost consciousness when he was in my arms as the next thing I knew I woke up in a hospital bed. No nurses would tell me anything.

Dad sighed. "I have no idea. They're doing a surgery right now." He replied honestly.

A tear slipped from my eye. "We were so close. We stupidly stopped. Fuck." I exclaimed, punching the bed angrily. "Why did we have to fucking stop?"

"Sam..." Dad trailed, his usually vibrate brown eyes looking distraught.

"No!" I screamed, scrambling to get out of the bed but I still felt weak. "I have to get out of here." I pushed the covers off me with force and ripped the tube that was in my arm.

"Sam stop it; you need to calm down!"

I looked up at him with a shocked expression. "Calm down?" I shook my head with disbelief. "How the fuck am I supposed to calm down?"

I tried to stand up and run but dad grabbed me around the waist, stopping me from leaving. I thrust about in his arms as he tried to calm me down.

"Nurse!" He called out as I wiggled to get out of his grip.

"Let me go!" I screamed as the door burst open and my eyes widened at 2 nurses coming in.

"She's in shock." One of them said as she pulled out a needle.

I backed away. "Get the fuck away from me!" I screamed but dad didn't let me go as tears slipped down his eyes.

"'I'm sorry Sam." He said, looking away as a needle was pressed into my arms. My eyes instantly felt heavy and I felt as though I couldn't move.

And then I was asleep.

"How is she?" I heard the familiar voice of Cole but his voice didn't sound usual. It was strained and he sounded heartbroken.

Someone sighed. "Not good. Doctor said that if she had gone a few more hours she could have died from dehydration. They don't think she's fully herself." Dad answered.

"How are we gonna tell her about Reece?" Belle asked, her voice filled with sadness.

"How long has it been?" Cole questioned.

Someone sighed again, which I assumed was my dad. "They stated he began his coma 6 hours ago." His voice was raspy. "They don't know if he'll even wake up. Apparently the bullet was just below his heart."

"How's Jake doing?" He added.

"Not good." Jodie answered, sounding like she was on the brink of crying. "He's with Amanda at the moment."

I heard everything they were saying but I didn't bother to open my eyes. What I was hearing was making me feel dead inside. I didn't want to see them; I didn't want to see anyone. It wasn't about them in particular, I loved my friends and family more than anything but I couldn't bare it. I couldn't bare seeing them happy I was ok when Reece could be dying in the same building. I wanted to get as far away from this hospital as I could. My heart physically shattered at the words I was hearing as tears poured from my eyes. I squeezed them shut and took a couple deep breaths.

But it would be impossible with them here so I had to pretend I wasn't awake yet.

Hours passed and they never left my side. People were in and out as I heard all sorts of different voices but I never once opened my eyes. I think they knew I was awake as I had my back to them but no one questioned it.

Belle had come in here with Elliot. He sounded horrible and distraught but he still came in to see how I was. I felt horrible for not speaking back to them I just couldn't. The guilt I was feeling was overwhelming me.

The gun was aimed at me but Reece jumped in front of me in a split second.

It should have been me not him. He should be ok right now but he isn't. I could never explain that feeling as I layed on my side staring up at the blank hospital wall. It was night now and I felt fine. I knew I was discharged to leave physically but they were keeping me here for mental reasons. Apparently the nurses believe that I could be a danger to myself.

My dad was the only person left after I heard everyone else say their final goodbyes. He took a deep breath. "I know you can hear me Sam, I'm so sorry for what I did but I'm just so scared for you. I've never seen you like that, not even when-" He stopped himself as I heard his voice croak in pain. I wanted to turn around and hug him, telling him I was ok but that just wasn't true so I stayed silent, staring at the sam wall I had been looking at all day.

He placed a hand on my shoulder and I slightly relaxed from his touch. "I love you so fucking much." He started. "You are the best daughter I could ever ask for, I just thought you should know that." When I heard the sound of the door clicking shut, I shot straight up. I was getting the fuck out of here.

There was a chair across from the room which I eyed, it had the dress that I had been wearing for days but there was also a pair of leggings and a hoody that my dad must have bought here for me. I eyed the chair with determination as I slid out of bed and quietly made my way over there.

Removing the hospital gown from my body, I slid on the clothes and a pair of trainers. I had no clue where my phone was but it wasn't here. I walked over to the door and opened it as quietly as possible, I scanned the corridor to see if there was any staff walking nearby. When there wasn't, I slid out of the door and walked down to where the exit signs were. I hid behind a wall when I saw a nurse walking past.

Once she was a safe distance away, I continued until I reached the elevators. Even though I was wearing normal clothes, I still feared them finding out I was a patient. The doors dinged open and I sighed with relief that there was no one inside them. I clicked the ground floor and my body itched to go find where Reece's room was but I shook my head.

I couldn't see him.

I couldn't risk a major break down if I saw him. I just needed to get out of this hospital and clear my head. After all, I was stuck in a room for 4 days straight. Once I reached outside, I smiled peacefully at the night sky. I had no idea where I was even going but I just started walking. Nearby there was a park and a liquor store.

I pondered a way in my head to how I would get some alcohol. That was the only thing that could change the way I was feeling right now.

Completely fucking empty.

I walked over to the liquor store with confidence. Thankfully, a nurse had given me a shower when I first arrived in hospital so I wasn't all grotty. A man stood outside, with a cigarette in his hand. He smiled politely at me as I walked over to him.

I fluttered my lashes at him. "Do you think you could get me some vodka?" I asked flirtatiously, placing a hand on his arm.

I didn't want to do this but I had a plan, I would run if anything bad happened. Not that him doing anything could make me feel any worse than I did right now.

He chuckled, taking a long drag from his cigarette. "What's a young thing like you doing out here all alone?"

I sighed impatiently. "Look please I'm desperate. I'll pay you back somehow."

He raised an eyebrow, stubbing out his cigarette with his shoe. "I'm not some sort of pervert you know." He said with a southern accent. "But fine, I'll get you something as you look like you've had a pretty tough day."

I smiled gracefully as I watched him walk into the shop. A couple moments later, he returned with a bag and handed it over to me. "Be safe out here." He said and walked off.

Holy shit, no way that just worked. I was expecting to get the alcohol and leg it.

Holding the bag tightly, I walked over to the park and sat down on a swing. The whole area was deserted and I had no idea what time it was but it was pitch black. The air was a cold but it didn't bother me as I opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of vodka.

Unscrewing the lid, I took multiple sips from the bottle. It tasted vile like it always did but I needed to take my mind off things. I didn't care that I was alone in a park, not knowing where the fuck I was or where I was going to go.

But it was the most peace I had felt in weeks.