Chapter 9

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*Sam*

my heart was pounding as I was waiting for her to answer.

please answer.

then I saw a smile grow on Deena's face.

"I'd love to be your girlfriend"

I wrapped my arms around her neck as she leaned in to kiss me.

"I might be sick Deena" I chuckle.

"make me sick then baby" she chuckled, making me blush.

I go to kiss her back as we laid on the bed with me on top of her. she took my shirt off then went back to the kiss.

*ring ring ring*

we both sigh.

"shit, that might be Josh" Deena said groaning as she got up.

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"C. Berman" I heard Deena say as I started hearing voices.

it hurt, my stomach was hurting and I felt different.

please hurry Deena I feel like I'm blacking out.

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*Josh*

I've been sitting in the waiting room forever.

I hope Deena and Sam are alright.

I looked up to see a doctor walking towards me with a sad expression.

no..

I knew what was going on, I knew they didn't make it but I got up anyways.

"you're Josh right?" the doctor questioned. I nodded.

"we're sorry to say this but-"

my vision went blank, tears were streaming down my face.

I sat down while I was just imagining what Simon and Kate went through.

I loved Kate and Simon was my best friend.

"are you with anyone?" the doctor asked which snapped me out of it.

"do you have a phone?"

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*Deena*

I was walking back to my room since C.Berman talked to me, something about the witch still haunting people.

*ring ring ring*

"hang on Sam, I'll be back I promise." I say as I'm walking to the phone.

I picked up.

"Deena" Josh said with a sad tone.

I had tears forming in my eyes.

"they didn't make it?"

"no."

I sighed. "do you want a ride?"

"I can walk, we aren't that far."

"okay, but be careful."

"alright, bye."

I hung up as I turned around to see Sam.

"hi.. so about Simon and Kat-" I get cut off by a stab into my stomach. I look down to a knife stabbing me.

I fell over as Sam climbed on top of me.

and here I was, fighting the love of my life..

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