(A/N: I am so sorry for your loss, nony. :( I hope you like this and I hope that it helps, even just a little.)
It hurt. Every breath
you took turned into a jagged sob, stinging around the lump in your
throat. Every beat of your heart seemed to make your chest ache as
you trembled, wrapping your arms around yourself in a vain attempt to
keep it together. Your muscles felt sore from exhaustion, though the
only thing you’d done was cry. Every fibre of your being was in
Beside you your phone lay face up, the screen displaying your favourite picture, one from a much happier time and a moment you would never forget. Your dog was gone and now memories were all that you had left.
You sniffled, wishing the pain away as you heard a soft knock at your door before it creaked open.
“Y/N?” Sam’s voice called out to you gently as you heard him enter the room.
Looking over at him with tears streaming down from your eyes, Sam immediately knew what had happened and he came over to you, pulling you up into his arms as he hugged you tightly.
“I’m so sorry” Sam whispered, holding you close to his chest as a new wave of sobs burbled from your chest.
“They’re gone” you whimpered, the words tearing open a fresh wound as it was the first time you’d said them aloud.
“I know, I know” Sam comforted, holding the back of your head to his as his other hand absently ran over your back.
He held you close and let you cry, being that immovable rock that you needed for support without even saying a word. Your eyes spilling more tears than you could have thought possible until they felt gritty and dry and your sobs turned to short hiccups.
“It hurts, Sam” you mumbled against his chest, digging your fingers into the fabric of his shirt as you silently pleaded for him to not leave you, though you knew deep down he never would.
“I know, Y/N. They were a great dog, and you should let the memories you have with them bring a smile to your face, not make you sad” he soothed, holding your shoulders so he could pull back and look down at you.
The kindness and warmth in his features helped to calm your remaining gasps for air as your breathing returned to a steady pace, and your heart rate slowed enough that your chest no longer hurt.
You knew it would be awhile before the very thought of them no longer hurt, but with a great friend like Sam at your side, reminding you to think of the good times, that it would definitely make it a lot easier.
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