Sara
I cried, remembering the dream I had about Sam. My poor Sam. It was Papa's fault. He was the one who made him do it. Made him feel worthless. Useless.
"Sara? Sara, are you alright?" The nurse asked, walking up to me.
I shook my head as tears went down my cheeks
"What's the matter?"
"S-Sam."
"Who?"
"S-Sam."
"Who's Sam?"
"M-My B-brother."
"What about him?"
"H-he-"
"SARA!" I heard someone yell.
I looked up and saw Luke at the door, with Calum, Ashton and Michael by his side. They all ran up to me, with relieved faces.
"Oh my god. You're still here? We went crazy looking for you!"
"Yeah! The secretary said your father had come to pick you up."
"We didn't want that to happen. Not after what you told us."
"We didn't want you to get hurt."
I couldn't stop smiling as they all kept talking about how they were so relieved that I was okay. I couldn't believe they cared about me. They actually came. They were late, yeah. But they came.
"Sara?" Aston asked, looking at me with worry in his eyes.
"Yeah?"
"Sara?" He shook me.
"What?"
"Sara! Wake up!" He said, shaking me hard.
"What do you mean?"
"Wake up!" He yelled.
"What?!" I yelled back, confused.
"WAKE UP!" They all yelled.
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A Second Chance
Fanfiction"You're my second chance, Luke. I'm here because of you." [L.H.] **TRIGGER WARNING!! This story contains abuse, death, depression and violence** ***COMPLETED 11/2/15*** cover art credit to mylastnameiscuadrado on instagram
