Chapter 5

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"Sammy?" I shouted through the house. Sam hasn't replied to any of my texts or calls. I know I should have come back but I have to see him.

I open his bedroom door and see him. His head resting on his desk, his hand holding a pen on paper that had my name on it. I tried to wake him up "Sammy? You okay?"
"Sam?"
"Sam!?"

A slightly sobbed and pulled him away from the desk and onto his bed. "Sam. Please wake up" I begged him. I placed my ear to his chest where his heart was.

Nothing.

"No!!!!!" I shouted so loudly you could have heard it in Africa. "Sammy no. Not you anyone but you please Sam" I said as tears ran down my cheeks and onto him. I looked at him he looked so peaceful. I placed a hand on his cheek and leaned so our faces were close, but not in a weird sort of way.

"Why?" I whispered to myself "why him?"

I slowly sat up trying to control my tears and slowly picked up the letter on the desk and read it in my head.

DEMONS KILLED HIM!!!!

"Sam. I'm so sorry, Sam please" I whispered.

I scrunched up the letter and put it in my leather jacket pocket.

I just sit there watching his motionless body, he had a deep cut on his head. That couldn't have killed him though it was something else. What if he killed himself because of everything that has happened?

I can't do this. I have lost everyone. It's just me now. I have to be with him, with them.

I grabbed a dagger from under Sam's pillow "goodbye world. Sammy I'm doing this for us. I love you" I whisper and plunged the dagger into my heart

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