Distance (A Sam Woolf Fanfiction)

Chapter 21: Mourning the Loss

Sam's POV

I had just gotten off the results stage and thankfully I was safe. It was horribly sad seeing CJ go, but as the end drew closer my desire to win grew.

Out of the blue, my phone starts to buzz in my pocket, snapping my attention away from a story Alex was telling. As discretely as possible, I check to called ID to see if it's important. I don't want to have to interrupt Alex unless it is.

Call from: Max Everett

My heart thuds louder in my chest. I haven't talked to him since we had that fight about a week and a half ago. Prom was three days ago as well. What could Max possibly want to talk about?

"Alex, sorry, I have to take this." I regretfully inform him. "Excuse me," I say as I turn and walk towards my dressing area.

"Hello?"

"Sam it's Max, look you might wanna sit down for this?" He says gently.

I take a seat on the couch as instructed as my mind races through the endless possibilities of what's happened.

"Alright, what's going on?" I said hesitantly.

"There's no easy way to tell you this, but Karen....she....." He stutters.

"Oh God." I sit in shock. Karen, the most wonderful, courageous, kind person in the world was gone. Lil must be devastated.

"How's Liliana?"

"That's the thing Sam, she's bad. She's really really bad. Shes barely left her bed since we got home from the hospital. She won't eat, she won't speak. I don't know what to do." He confesses.

My heart aches at the thought of her grieving so deeply. Her mother was a huge part of her life and to have her ripped away like that is awful. I would know.

"I'm coming home." I state clearly. "When's the funeral?"

"Sam you just can't leave Idol, not when you're this close." He pleads.

"I'm not leaving, I'm gunna leave for a couple days and then I'll be there when we tape the show. I can practice pretty much anywhere and Max?"

"Yeah, man?"

"Don't tell her I'm coming. We don't need to upset her anymore than she already is." I know if she knew I was coming, she would probably run as far away as possible. She hates me right now.

Max's POV

Sitting in the living room of Lil's house, I talking with Sam on the phone for about a half hour. He told me he ha booked the first flight out tomorrow morning and would be here just in time for the funeral. I wasn't sure how Lil was going to take it, but at this rate she isn't speaking anyways.

I had been sleeping on the couch at Lil's house. I didn't want to leave her by herself. Even though Devinn was next door, I still didn't feel comfortable leaving her. I was afraid of what might happen if I did.

The gang just arrived as I got off the phone with Sam. Their eyes were concerned and as they met mine they knew nothing had changed.

"I'm gunna go check on her." I say before slowly climbing the stairs.

After gently knocking on the door, I ended the dark cave of her bedroom. Nothing's changed. She's laying in her bed, under the covers, curled into a ball, her back facing towards me.

"Hey," I say sitting on the bed, "Are you hungry? You didn't eat any dinner."

One again I'm greeted with she rigged quiet.

"Lil, you're gunna have to talk some time. Tomorrow's the funeral, you're going to have to get out of bed for that."

The silence fills the room once again.

"Ok, that's what I thought." I say before getting back up and leaving the room.

"How is she?" I almost stumble back in surprise at Sky, Dev and Lou huddled around the outside of the door.

"The same." I mumble. "I just hope she ok for tomorrow. It's gunna be a rough day on everyone especially her."

Lil's POV

"Lil, you gotta wake up and get ready." I heard Devinn say from behind me.

Turing to face her, I didn't say a thing. I felt numb and lonely, even though Dev was right beside me. It felt like all my feelings and thoughts had been sucked out of me and I was left numb, almost as if I died with my mother.

She handed me a black, conservative dress and walked towards the door.

"Let me know when you're dressed, I'll help with you're hair."

"Ok." I said, my voice cracking from lack of use.

Instantly, she turned and smiled at me. She was probably in shock that I had spoke. I really didn't want to talk to anyone. All they were going to tell me was that it's gunna be ok, but it won't be. It only ever gets worse. People lie, I've learned that the hard way.

I didn't think I realized how hard this was going to be until we were standing in front of the casket. Max and Devinn stood on either side of me and Lou and Sky stood next to them. It seemed like the whole town was here. A bunch of people from school, one of the being Josh, stood on the opposite side of the casket as the Priest started the prayers.

I knew I should probably be crying, but I couldn't muster up the tears. It's like I had cried all my tears out that first night and I haven't cried since.

Max kept looking around like he was waiting for something. It was really starting to make me nervous after he continued to do this for the majority of the service.

Finally, I saw what he was waiting for, who he was waiting for. Around the bend and from behind the trees appeared Sam, clad in a black suit and tie. As the guests began to leave, he slowly makes his way towards our group and before I know what I'm doing I'm running in the opposite direction as fast as my legs can carry me.

Sam's POV

"Lil, come back!" Max shouts and attempts to go after her, but I hold him back.

"It's ok, let her go." I say solemnly. I knew something like this would happen. She's been dealing with so much.

"Sam, you don't understand. We can't just leave her alone. She's so fragile lately I'm afraid she'll try something." Max says frantically. "How are we suppose to find her?"

"It's ok Max, I know where she's going." I say calmly because I do know exactly where she's going.

Authors Note:

Hey guys! So where do u think Lil's going? Leave it in the comments below!!!

(Hint: It's somewhere she's been previously in the story!)

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