on.
Josh sighed, dropped the book on the bed, and rubbed his now free hand across his face. “Look, he was an ass to everyone, trying to boss everyone around… and then when he came in to see you, I caught him talking on the phone.”
The memory of that day was still very distressing, and Josh couldn’t help the way his hands shook.
Sam rubbed his thumb over the soft skin on the inside of his friend’s wrist, hoping to calm Josh a little.
“I know he’s your boyfriend, Sam, and I’m sorry if you’re pissed at me, but… we were waiting to see you in here… I mean, I was waiting to see you, and he was in here on the fucking phone, talking like you weren’t even here, and I just saw red!”
Josh started to get up, the urge to pace taking over, but Sam tugged him back down.
Josh started playing with Sam’s fingers, unable to look him in the eye.
“He hasn’t been back since. I think your parents might have been sending him updates or something.” He forced himself to look up into Sam’s face. “Sam, what did he do?” At Sam’s questioning, look he hurried to explain. “Your mom… she said that he did something, and your dad said it was up to you to tell me.” Josh’s face showed the hurt that he couldn’t help but feel.
It was Sam’s turn to sigh, and it turned into a cough, and it fucking hurt!
“Sam… shit!” Josh jumped up, being careful not to jar Sam further. “I should get the doctor!”
Sam shook his head, gesturing to the water glass on the table beside the bed.
“Oh God, I forgot. I’m so sorry, Sam. Um, you’re going to have to let go for a second.” Josh pulled gently on their joined hands, and Sam reluctantly let go.
Josh filled the glass from the pitcher and tried to decide the easiest way for Sam to drink it.
“Do you want to sit up a little?” The idea made Josh nervous, but it would be the best way.
Sam nodded, and Josh looked down at the controls for the bed. He pushed the button to raise the head of the bed, watching Sam’s face for when it was enough.
“Okay, drink slowly.” The glass had a straw in it, so Josh held it for him. Sam had a few sips, coughing again and wincing at the pain in his chest, and drank a little more.
Sam finally pushed the glass away, and Josh put it back on the table. He sat back on the chair beside the bed, his hand finding its way back to Sam’s. He didn’t care if Sam teased him about it later. He just needed the physical contact a little longer.
Sam sat back, eyes closed, waiting for the pain to lessen. He was getting so tired, but he wanted to be awake when his parents got there. He felt Josh’s hand tighten around his, and he smiled.
Josh wasn’t who he thought would be holding his hand when he woke up. To be honest, he didn’t think it would be Evan, either. It made him wonder if Evan knew about the medical power of attorney. He didn’t suppose it came as too much of a shock. Things hadn’t been right with them for a long time.
Sam knew he had to answer Josh’s question eventually. But how do you tell your best friend that your boyfriend cheated on you, repeatedly, and you were still with him? Because it was easier to hide behind Evan than tell your straight-as-an-arrow costar that you’re madly in love with him!
He opened his eyes, catching Josh’s small smile as he played with Sam’s hand.
Sam had never met anyone like Josh. He was kindhearted and smarter than anyone so handsome had a right to be. He was open and confident but had an insecure streak where his talent was concerned.
He seemed to understand Sam better than anyone ever had, including his parents, and he accepted all the things about Sam that made everyone else crazy.
He was perfect. And he broke Sam’s heart on a regular basis without ever knowing or meaning to. With every thoughtless touch, with every hug, with the quiet understanding he showed every time Sam lost his temper, or got scared. Josh was ripping his heart to shreds, and Sam couldn’t even hate him for
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