Sam's POV:

"Kayden, please! Just eat!" I cry in annoyance as I continue to wave a turkey and cheese sandwich in my boyfriends face. No matter how hard I try, no matter what I do, Kayd will not talk. "One bite? Please? For me?" Again, no response. I rub at my eyes, partially from anger and partially from tiredness. It has been two days since Kayden has shut down. He hasn't eaten anything, but he does drink the water we force him to drink with little resistance. He uses the bathroom like a normal person... Except he looks dead on his feet. This thing with his dad, it scarred him beyond belief.

And, I fear, beyond repair.

"Maybe you need to pull some Snow White/Sleeping Beauty shit," West mumbles from next to me, his head resting on my shoulder as sleep threatened to take over. Him and Darren assured me they would help with Kayd the best they could, and West has held up to that deal one hundred and ten percent. He hasn't left my side since Kayden's "incident", never sleeping like I have. He told me to get some rest, but I can't. What if Kayden snaps out of this and I'm not awake? I would be horribly upset.

But the Sleeping Beauty thing isn't a bad idea. Maybe I can kiss him out of this. "That's not a bad idea..." I say thoughtfully as I push West off of me. "Go to my room and get some sleep, I can handle Kayden. You look like absolute shit, and I highly doubt you'd want Darren to see you like that." At the mention of Darren's name, West blushes. He is head over heels for my best friend and is oblivious to the fact that Darren is trying to toy with him.

"You're a bad friend," He pouts as he stands from the bed. "I disown you as a friend, Samuel Kendler."

I shrug and lightly kick his leg. "Go, you look like your gonna drop any second," West glances at Kayden once more before shuffling out of Kayd's room and down the hall.

My eyes move back to my boyfriend, who is still just staring at the wall. "Kayden," I whisper, moving next to my boyfriend. "Kayden, baby, look at me." I tilt his head so he looks at me, his emotionless eyes now looking at me. I see a flicker of emotion pass through my boyfriend's eyes, so quick I barely caught it. But I did. My face inches closer to Kayd's, when suddenly, Kayden jolts away from me.

"No," He whispers, almost crazily. "No. No. No. Nononononono," He repeats this over and over, his eyes flicking around the room. They finally land on me, and all emotions shine through. Terror, sadness, even love. But mostly guilt. For what, I can't tell you, but the look of guilt is potent in his eyes. "I'm sorry." He whispers this before bolting off the bed and out the door.

"Fucking hell..." I groan, fear creeping it's way into my body. "Kayden! Kayd, wait!"

My whole being is buzzed, fear making me shake. Whatever he is about to do cannot be good. I bolt after him, not sure where I'm going but following my gut. "Kayden get over here, right this second!" My feet slam down the stairs and I run past a yelling Mrs. Whitly.

"Downstairs, Sam!" She yells, her voice slightly shaking. "Please, get him quickly."

I'm already halfway down the basement stairs before she can even finish the sentence. "Kayden Brendan Whitly, you get that sexy ass over here right now!"

A stumbling, shuffling noise sounds from somewhere to the right of me, and I turn to see Kayden standing there.

A gun trained to his head.

"I'm sorry," He sobs, his body shaking with the gun still pointed to his head. "I'm so sorry."

I shake my head and cautiously take a step forward. Kayden is extremely emotionally unstable right now, and if he was to shoot himself...

"Kayd, babe, put the gun down," My voice is as careful as the step I take again, inching closer. Kayden steps back, the weapon still at his temple. "Come on, put it down and we can talk about this all."

He shakes his head wildly, tears streaming down his face steadily. "No, there is nothing you can do to change my mind. I-I am not needed here. I'm t-the one who made my mother and f-f-father break up. I deserve to die."

I take another step and tell him something that even shocks me.

"Marry me,"

Kayden's POV:

"Marry me," Sam tells me, a determined look in his eyes.

The gun in my hand droops a little, but I steady it again, training it at my temple. "You're talking craziness,"

The blue eyed boy shakes his head. "No, I'm not. Marry me Kayden. I may not have a ring now, but I'll get it. Please, Kayden. Be my husband."

Sam takes another step towards me, and this time I let him. He continues to walk to me, and carefully takes the gun from my hand.

I let him, tears still rolling down my cheeks. Marry him?

Isn't that a little rushed? It's not that I don't want to- hell, I would say yes in a second- but he can't be serious.

"Your joking," I whimper, watching as Sam places the gun on a table out of my reach.

Sam shakes his head, his eyes pleading and filled with love and desperation. "Kayden Brendan Whitly, I love you. I love you more than I have ever loved anybody or anything. Please, give me the honor of calling you my husband," He takes my hands and continues to stare into my eyes. "Marry me."

A sudden burst of joy breaks from my chest, and I find myself throwing myself at Sam, a joyful squeal coming from me. "Sam! Yes, oh my God!" My arms wrap around his neck, making him chuckle.

"Phew, that is a relief," He gently pushes himself off of me. "We don't have to tell anyone for a while, if you'd like. We can wait 'till I get you a ring. But I want you to be with me, as my husband." He laughs slightly. "I never thought I'd say those words in my life."

I giggle and press my lips against his, showing all emotions through this one gesture.

The kiss gets deeper as Sam bites my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I gladly open my mouth and let our tongues rub against each others. Sam's thumbs hook on my belt loop and he pulls my hips to his, grinding on my lower half.

A surprised moan escapes my lips. This kiss is getting heated, and all I wanted was Sam. "Sam," I groan and return the reaction. "Please."

My hands crawl under his shirt, my fingertips passing over his smooth chest. I pull his shirt off, raising my arms as he does the same to me.

Well, this is definitely not what I thought would happen when I grabbed that gun.

But I couldn't be happier.

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