{Mike's POV}
I barge into the Panics' house, watching as all their eyes land on me.
"Shit!" I hear Brennan curse. They all pull out weapons and point it at me. I grin as Colby walks in next to me.
"Everyone chill and put down the weapons, we're not here to hurt you guys. Just here because of Sam." Colby states with a calm voice. Jake scoffs,
"Well lucky you, he's not here." Jake says in a snarky tone. I groan and glare at Jake,
"We know that Sam put himself in an asylum. We were all there remember?" I sigh and continue.
"We need to get Sam out." All of them just stare at me with blank faces. They're not gonna help us are they? I shake my head and go up stairs into the other part of this giant mansion. Colby follows close behind and so does the others. I barge into Sam's room and destroy everything, trying to find something, anything, to help us.
"If your looking for something, Sam made a motorcycle thats basically remote control." I hear Seth say and Nate cursing him for it. I quickly stand straight and turn to them.
"What?!" I exclaim. Colby just looks as shocked as me.
"Yeah. Its in the secret part of the garage." Seth speaks like it's nothing. Me and Colby look at each other at the same time and speak in unison,
"What?!?"
{A/N: this was kinda rushed, sorry 👍🏻}
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Dazed & Confused
Fanfiction[Sequel of The Last Run] After the horrific events in Las Vegas, Sam randomly wakes up, back in California. Sam realized he's been in a coma for 2 years. What will he do when he finds out his best friend attempted to kill him?
