Maude POV Wiping the tears from my face there was one thing on my mind. I needed to talk to Sam. I needed him to make me smile again. "Where's my phone?" I think as I pat my pockets. "Oh yeah it's in my room". I leap onto my bed and grab my phone and notice there is a voicemail. I'd been so dry with him. Is he going to be mad? As I play the message I can hear the nerves in his voice. I feel so bad for the way I'd been texting him. I could tell he was confused and worried. "Wait, what did he just say?!" I shout at my phone. Sam just told me that he loves me. A warm feeling filled my body. This was the happiest I'd felt in a long time. I needed to tell him I love him too, I need to see him. I had to phone him. I wanted him to come over just so I could look in his eyes and say those three words back at him. The happiness quickly fled when a woman answered his phone. Sam was so protective of it. Who is this woman. Immediately I angrily spout out "Eh, who are you?". The information that followed made my heart sink. Diane POV "Holy shit, what have I just witnessed?" Looking at the scene in front of me I was panicking. The hooded figure ran off into a black BMW and sped away. Leaving this poor young man in a pool of his own blood. I shouted at my son to call an ambulance and ran over to the man of the ground. "Hello there sir, my name is Diane I need you to listen to my voice. You have to stay with me" he showed little signs that he could hear me so I continued to speak. "Honey, I need to know if you can hear me? Can you do something to show me that you hear me" I got no response. "How about your name? What's your name?". He tried speaking, his lips slightly moving to let out an inaudible whisper. "Sorry sir I missed that what's your name?". "S..s..sa..Sam" he said in the most saddening whimper of a voice that broke my heart. My son ran over to tell me the ambulance is on their way as he pulled of his jumper and tore it apart to use as a bandage. Its a good thing he got first aid training at his work. I struggled to watch at Sam lay there whimpering as he held my hand. I couldn't make out what he was saying but it sounded like a name over and over again. 'BUZZZZ' 'BUZZZZ' A phone starts to go off in young Sam's pocket so I ask his permission to answer and he gently nods. "Hello" I say. Waiting for a confused response which is what I get. "Sorry ma'am, my name is Diane. I'm currently sitting in the Walmart parking lot with Sam. He has just been attacked by a hooded man and has suffered a stab wound to his stomach. My son and I are waiting with him until the ambulance arrives". This was awful. I could hear the fear and panic in her breathing alone. "Can I just ask your relationship with Sam?". Maude POV "I'm his girlfriend, Maude" I said sharply. I felt sick. I'd been so horrible to him this afternoon and then this happens. I just felt angry, heartbroken and guilty. What if he dies. I have to go on knowing that he died thinking I was mad it him. "Here comes the ambulance" Diane calmly says down the phone. "Can you ask them what hospital they're taking him to please?" I ask her. She tells me to hold on a second but the seconds of silence that followed felt like forever. All I could hear was the paramedics talking in the background and the sounds of them moving Sam to the back of the ambulance. I hear a mans voice down the phone and for a split second I think it's my bunny but I quickly come to the realisation that it's just one of the paramedics. He informed me where they were going and I gave him my name and a contact number, said our goodbyes and then I hear the soft, calm tone of Diane's voice again "Do you need anything else from me sweetie?" She says. "No it's fine if just going to head to the hospital now. "Thank you so much to you and your son. I'm so glad you were there for Sam" I say as I battle through the tears. "Don't you worry about it and I'm sure he will be fine. Bye honey." Just before she hangs up I hear the paramedic saying thank you to her and asking for Sam's phone. The little bit of reassurance she gave me at the end of the call really made the difference. The gentle tone in her voice made me believe that she knew for sure that Sam would be alright. I throw on my trainers and ran out the door. My face soaking from crying as I think about Sam. Thinking about all the happy memories we have together made me smile like an idiot. I needed to tell him I love him too. Even if it's the last thing he hears.