BETRAYAL - SCREAM

Chapter 8

Dewey is dead. I can't believe it. I sit in the waiting room with gale as I comfort her. I feel so bad for her. She lost her best friend and didn't even get to say goodbye. I didn't know Dewey that well but the fact he risked himself for us says a lot about him.

I look away and see my sister, Sam,

"I'll be right back Gale." She just nods her head. You can see she's hurt.

I walk over to Sam.

"Sam I don't know what to do. She's hurting and I have never seen Gale Weathers this low. We should have stopped him Sam. After everything time of us should have known or stayed or something. We shouldn't have let him die like that."

"Look Soph I know we lost someone important today and that's my fault I shouldn't have got him involved. But it was coming sooner or later." She says hugging me.

"I just can't imagine what Gale is going through."

"Yea me either." Sam let's go and starts walking over to Gale and I follow.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know him well, but he helped me." Sam says. I know she feel guilty I mean we all do.

"That's what he did, he helped people. God I should have stopped him."

"If you had my sister would be dead." I say. "I'm grateful for what he did. I just wish it didn't end like it did." I say looking down.

"Samantha. We're sister is awake." We hear from one of the nurses. I look back at Gale and she just nods for Sam and I to go. I can see Sam hesitate but she walks away and I follow.

I look beside me and see that Sam has turned her head so I do the same. Sidney. At least Gale still has Sidney.

We turn back around and go get Tara. Me and Sam plan on leaving here and never coming back.

We get up to Tara's room. She's laying in the hospital bed, in her little gown that the doctors gave her. I've been seeing my sister in that for to long. It's making me upset.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"How are you."

"I'm good."

"Look Tara I'm sorry this happened to you. If I would have stayed in that night like you asked this wouldn't have happened."

"Yes, Soph it would have. Look just because your 10 seconds older then me doesn't mean you have to worry and play mom all the time. The killer would have gotten both of us either way. It's what he wanted. He would have gotten it done." I just nod my head.

"How are you feeling?" Sam asks.

Every time I get attacked, they give me better painkillers. So there's that." We all smile a bit.

"I'm sorry." Sam has been saying that a lot lately.

"For what? You saved my life."

"For not telling you sooner. For being the reason dad left." I walk over to Sam and put my hand on her shoulder.

"You're not the reason dad left. You didn't choose where you came from. Or who you came from. I don't blame you for that. I blame you for leaving us too."

"That's never going to happen again. I promise." Tara nods her head. "I know. But why didn't you come to me back then. I could have helped."

"Because... I was scared."

"Of what?" I ask.

"I was scared that I would turn out just like him. So I ran. To protect y'all, from me."