Chapter 8-Derek

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"Hey, I'm Derek, I used to be your brothers friend when we were younger. I know it's been a while since everything...well, happened, but I just wanted to say I'm sorry for your loss." I say, introducing myself in the most awkward way possible.

"Oh...ok." Sam responds, completely confused with why I approached her. The look on her face says it all.

"I thought maybe we could talk sometime?" I mention, ending in a weird high-pitched note. I smooth my hair back, nervous for her answer.

"Yeah, sure." She says. I ask for her number and she gives it to me, blushing.

Looking at her face, it looks like she is having a battle inside. Her face contorts and distorts, though she is trying not to show her puzzlement.

She knows I want to talk with her, what she doesn't know is my intentions and the history I have.

I am not the best person in the world. I am a selfish, arrogant jerk who tends to get people attached to me, completely vulnerable, until I let them go, free falling and plummeting to the earth.

I am not really interested in learning about her pathetic, lonely life. All I know is that when I was friends with her brother, Chris, he mentioned something about him writing a journal. He mentioned that it was so important to him, it was like his life.

I want to acquire that journal, I want to know what is so special about it. It kills me inside to know that there is something, just barely out of grasp, that is of so much importance.

I will do close to anything to get my hands on that journal.

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