Chapter 2

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Samantha's POV:

Liam is so sweet. I am so happy that our paths crossed. I go upstairs and check my phone.

Shoot 3 missed calls. All from Sara. That's weird, Sara always texts me before she calls me. Something must be wrong so I call her back.

"Samantha" I hear a voice say. It kinda sounds like her mom. "I need you here right now!"

"I'll be right there," I say hanging up and running out the door. I'm not quite sure but I thinking. Heard crying in the background.

I get in my car and head over to Sara's house.

As I stop at a red light and realized something. Sara lived alone why was she with her mother? Then I realize that I drive to my mothers house. Sara is my next door neighbor. I trump a round and quickly drive towards Sara's house.

I stop I front of my house planning to park my car and walk over to Sara when I see them. There are 5 of them my head begins to feel light. I run faster and faster until I am finally there. We both have quite large houses so it takes a while to get from one to another.

Oh. My. God.

There is Sara being pulled out if her house on a stretcher by all of the policemen and the EMS workers. She has pills in her hand.

As she is being pushed into the ambulance I run over to her mother.

"Sara" she says through her tears "she tried to... Kill herself" she can barley say it and suddenly we both breakout into huge sobs.

"W-w-why?" I ask

"Her boyfriend... He died."

That was terrible. He and Sara had been together since freshman year of highschool.

"But," said Sara's mother "that's not the worst part, Sara was at his house last night. He broke up with her and then died before her very eyes. She told me that she was nothing without him over the phone. She must have forgotten to hang up because I heard her screaming and finding sleeping pills or anything she could take. Immediately i ran over."

I told her that I had to go because it was too depressing. I called Liam. No answer

I went upstairs, burried my head in my pillow, and cried until I had no more cry left in me. And them I slept.

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