Lost and Found (A Daniel Skye Story)

Chapter 32: Thank you. I'm so sorry.

Hey guy's! I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so (so x1 million) sorry for taking so long to update! I just got let out of school for summer break and I had finals this week, so I was super busy! Now, I can dedicate my time to you guy's! Thank you for reading this story and please share it with your friends and family! I love you all SO SO SO much!! <3

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Sammy's POV~

After hours of walking, I finally got to Taylor's place. My feet were killing me and I was so exhausted from the events tonight. My throat was sore and I had cried non stop. I looked around until I found a key hidden in a fake rock. I unlocked the door and entered quietly. No one was up, probably because it was really late. Or was it really early? I have no idea, being tired makes me get really deep and stuff. Just like Tumblr after dark. Anyway, I walked up the stairs and searched for the room I was looking for. Luckily for me, Kaytlin was a perfectionist and made name tags for the doors, so I found the room I was looking for pretty easily. I knocked softly on the door, hoping it was loud enough for them to hear. I heard some ruffling and shuffling sounds. Soon, there were footsteps making their way to the door. It opened.

"S-Sammy? What are you doing here?," Daniel asked in shock as he rubbed his eyes.

He must have been sleeping, like a smart person would.

"Are-are you crying? Is everything alright?," he asked.

"No, I'm not okay. I just need my best friend," I said as I let out a sob and rushed into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," he said as he rubbed my back.

"Want to talk about it?," he asked.

"Not yet," I said.

He pulled me into the room and then went into his closet.

"Sorry about your shirt," I said.

"I'm actually not wearing a shirt," he said.

"What? You're not?," I asked.

I rushed over to him.

"Oh, I thought you were," I said as I felt a blush spread across my face.

"You should get your eyes checked," he said.

We chuckled at that.

He grabbed my favorite shirt of his and some of my shorts that I apparently left at his house. I walked into his bathroom and changed. I walked back and saw him sitting on his bed. I sat down next to him.

"Still don't want to talk about it yet?," he asked.

I nodded my head.

"I just want to sleep and forget about stupid Jessie," I said as he got under the covers and I did the same.

I put my head on the pillow. Ah, this bed is nice and comfy.

"Thank you," I whispered as I started to fall asleep.

Daniel's POV~

Sammy cuddled against my bare chest after she fell asleep. It felt... nice. I could really get use to this.

~Next Morning~

I woke up the next morning and there was no sign of Sammy. I walked downstairs and saw everyone else.

"Was Sammy here last night?," Kaytlin asked.

"Um, yeah," I said sheepishly.

"Why?," Tyler asked.

"She wouldn't say, but I think it had something to do with Jessie," I told them.

"Why do you think that?," Kenny asked.

"Because she said she just wanted to sleep and forget about stupid Jessie," I told them.

"I swear, if he hurt her, I will beat the crap out of him," Carter said.

"Hey guy's! There's a note from Sammy on the fridge!," Taylor yelled from the kitchen.

We all rushed in there. Carter read the note aloud. It read:

Dear guys,

So, I was here last night. Jessie cheated on me with my so called "friend". I didn't want to go home because Jessie lives next door, so I came here. Thanks for taking care of me, Daniel. I'm so sorry for everything that's happened. I know I do this a lot, but I left again. I'm sorry, but I have nothing else to do. Everywhere I go, something bad happens. My life, it's a mess. I'm off to a new destination again. Again, please don't try to find me. I'm tired of having such a screwed up life. So, I'm off to get a fresh start, hopefully. Thank you all so much for everything. All of the laughs and memories you have given me. All of the smiles you put on my face. Everything. I love you all so, so much. I'm so sorry.

- Sammy <3

Everyone's (Except Sammy) POV~

Wow, she's gone. Again. Why does she get all of the crap that she doesn't deserve? I feel so bad that I can't help her. She's so broken on the inside. I feel so helpless.