Is Barbie Blonde Preggers?

Curiosity

-SAM'S MOM ALISHA PHOTO ON SIDE-

SAM'S POV-

I watched in horror as all the people who was on the boat shuffled around me, crying, screaming, shouting and yelping out in pain. Everything was so chaotic. There was them people who only had minor injuries or had just suffered from the smoke and there was people who had severely hurt themselves. People had died and I just found out that this mother and her two twin boys had jumped over board and the boat had turned over and landed on them, killing them. This whole atmosphere was frightening. To think me and Taylor saw it all and were the ones who dialled the police...

"Taylor Summers and Sam..Chase?" A police woman asked, coming to a halt in front of us.

"Yes?..." We replied in unison.

"I believe you two saw what happened?" The police woman asked.

"Well...umm..-" We began.

"And you were the ones who called the police?" She asked, interrupting us.

"Yes-" We replied before getting interrupted again.

"Would you like to come with me. We would like to ask you a few questions" The woman ordered us before turning on her heel and marching ahead. Me and Taylor exchanged dazzled looks and began following her. Once we had gotten out of the crowded room we was now in an empty, quiet corridoor where you could hear the sound of our footsteps as they echoed off the walls. The corridoor seemed to go on forever and just as I thought we were nearly there, the police woman turned round a corner and began walking up some steps. Me and Taylor did the same. We came onto a ward for patients in critical conditions and passed a blonde lady at a desk. I couldn't help but be a little nosy and look into the rooms we were passing. I heard a load of screaming coming from a room and out of curiosity I took a step into the room to see a mad, tall, brown-haired woman yelling her head off as she and the doctors restled. Two tall male doctors were trying to calm her down as they held her by her arms.

"I NEED TO SEE MY HUSBAND!" She shouted.

"Miss Chase, I'm afraid we can't allow you right now"

Miss Chase.

Them two words brought me back into the real world. A blonde-haired figure came and stood next to me, equally in shock.

"Miss Summers. Mr Chase. We need to go" The police woman demanded, behind us but I couldn't move. I needed to make sure...

Suddenly the long, brown-haired woman span around to reveal a tear-streaked, red puffy face with blood oozing from her head. Her hair was messy and her clothes were burnt and torn. Her leg was badly bleeding. A fresh, big gash beginning at her knee all the way down to just above her ankle. I made eye-contact with the brown, tear-filled eyes and thats when it hit me.

"Mom" I whispered as water entered my eyes. Taylor grabbed hold of my hand and squeezed it. I could sense her looking at me but I didn't want to look away from my broken-down mom.

"Sam?" Mom choked out and we stood there staring at each other not knowing what to do or what to say. My lip began to tremble as I tried to fight back my emotions that were trying to make an escape. No. Don't you DARE cry Sam.Pull yourself together! I hated crying. I never cried. Never. Never. Never! In the blink of an eye my mom had ran over to me and had swept me up into her comforting arms. Mom cried on my shoulder and I stroked her hair trying to not let my tears get the better of me.

"I-I've. M-missed. You. So. Much. B-Baby. My. Super. Boy" And that's what did it! I was having some break down of tears. I shoved my face in her smoke-filled hair to reduce the risk of people seeing me. We held each other for what seemed like years. It has been so long...