I'll live

Why?

~Sam's POV~

What did I do
Why did I say that
Why did I call him sick
He hates me now
He disappeared last night
Because of me
Because I was an asshole

He left last night at 10pm its now 3pm the next day and he hasn't come back to us

I'm so sorry for what I said and did to him, but he's not okay we need to have a proper conversation about this

He needs help, my help, our help and most of all he needs to come back

I've been sitting on the couch all night with elton and Jake were all waiting for him

I was snapped out of my selfhtred thoughts by the front door opening and closing

I hoped it was colby
But no it was cory

"hey guys, what's wrong?"

"colby brock is facking gone"

Elton spoke

"what do u mean?"

"he left last night and hasn't come back, we had a fight about what happened the other day"

"why aren't you out there to find him!"

Cory spoke suprised

"how do know where he is"

I ask

"his snap location, I don't know if it's on though"

"let me check"

Says jake

"he's in the forest 10m away from here, it's some sort of abandoned house"

"let's go!"

Elton says grabbing his keys while walking to his car

While we're driving there I get this nerve racking fear that he's passed out again or he cut himself

Or something like that, anything could have happened to him he out there on his own while he shouldn't be

If I could have gone back in time I would have never called him sick in the head or yelled at him

Hes out there because of me all because I couldn't shut my mind for one fucking second

He's sick he should be in bed resting and eating something healthy and just eat in general

And he could be passed out or his fever could be rising I mean anything can happen

When we had arrived at the place there was this big abandoned warehouse, it was huge