Clinging to my sanity

Chapter two

Chapter two

Where am I ?
Where's Sam ?
I glanced around, checking my surroundings, realizing I'm in.. My room..? How did I get here ?

I got up, a little too fast, and dizzied myself. I waited a few seconds for the dizziness to wear off, then I jumped out of bed, stumbling first, then when I was steady I tore down the hall to Sam's room. I opened the door, to see Sam in bed. Asleep. Unharmed.
What Is going on?
Was it all in my head ?
It must have been a dream.
A scary one at that.

I shook my head and closed her door, then I stumbled back to my room, closing the door behind me. I lied in bed, thinking over the events that happened, or what I thought happened.
Those voices.
Kept running through my mind.
'Found her' said over and over again.
What did that even mean ?
Before I could think about it any further, my phone rang.
It was my mom.

"Hey mom," I said warily, she mustn't have been home.

"Hey honey, me and your father stayed at Nans last night, as she wasn't doing so good. We called a few times, but got no answer. We assumed you were asleep, Are you okay?" She asked questioning my previous tone.

I took a deep breath, and thought about my response...
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied and breathed out inaudibly.

"Good, we'll be home soon. I love you." She said I could tell she was smiling by the sound of her voice. I forced a smile as she can hear it in my voice as well "love you too." Then I ended the call.
I let out a sigh of relief.
All the panicking and thinking made me tired, so as I lied there replaying that dream, I fell asleep.

*Sam's POV*

I woke up around 2, a terrible pain in my back and my head. It must have been the way I slept. I tossed and turned all night. Resulting in me still being tired. I sighed and rolled over to my nightstand to grab an aspirin to ease the pain.
I swallowed it dry... Bad idea.
Then I had to got get a drink to moisten my dry throat. I slowly got up out of my bed and made my way to the kitchen. Grabbing a water from the fridge and a granola bar from the cupboard.

Then I went back to my room and turned on the tv. The news was on,
"This is Andy Weir, with breaking news." Said a man with grey slicked back hair, wearing a fancy grey suit with a red tie. Dark bags ringed around his eyes. Showing he was tired.

"Last night on Castlebury Drive, at around 3:40 am there was another murder. Trevor Moran, age 32. He was stabbed 37 times. With a smile carved into his face. His son and wife are devastated, but agreed to talk."

"My dad was a great man," said a boy, he wore all black, dark brown hair, that draped over his face, he looked about 14, "he was very well liked in our community. There isn't one reason to dislike him.
I just... I can't believe... He's gone." The boy turned away from the camera and hugged into another boy.

The woman who looked to be the boys mother, let a single tear slip. The microphone was pointed to her, "Honestly, he was a great man. A great dad. An amazing husband. I don't know how to carry on without him. But carrying on is what he would want me to do. I love him. With all my heart. And I know he's still with me. Forever and always." The crime segment ended, and another well dressed man started talking about a controversial TV show.
I scoffed and changed the channel to the Cartoon Network.

'Adventure time,
C'mon grab your friends,
We'll go to very different lands,
With Jake the dog and Finn the human,
The fun will never end its adventure time.'
I smiled and sat back watching the couple episodes that were on.
I got bored after while, considering I've watched every episode... 13,000 times.

It was nice outside, kinda gloomy, but that's a lot better then being burnt by the sun. So I decided to go for a walk.
I put my hair in a messy pony tail, slipped on a black veil brides sweatshirt and some leggings and went to leave the house.