Previously:
"I need you to stay alive, I don't want to loose you. I know we've been going out for not even a day yet. But you are pretty much my everything, I couldn't ask for a more beautiful girl like you."
"I promise." She said.
I looked into her eyes and brushed her hair behind her ear, I kissed her on the forehead.
"Why don't you want your mum and dad here?"
"Because they were being idiots they didn't care that I got stabbed. They even said it to me. All they care about is there selves. They wouldn't give two shits if I died. All Amaria cares about is her boyfriend and the Internet." She started crying.
"Well you've got me. And my dad is out there for you too."
I said softly.
My dad walked in.
He had a hat on so no one noticed him.
"Hi you must be Sammy."
He said shaking her hand as she tried to sit up.
"Yeah and your mr butler." She said.
"Call me Marcus I see your sister is a fan."
He said to her.
"Yeah she adores you. She was telling me about how you got your hair dyed. She screamed when she saw the photo."
"Well that's how most people reacted. Some told me I look like Malfoy from Harry Potter, and that they want me to dye it back."
"Well I think it looks lovely. It looks even better now as your roots are growing through."
"Thank you." He said.
"Let's stop talking about you know. I want to thank Lewis for helping me."
She said softly.
"Hey, what did you expect me to do...."
I felt her hand let got of me. Her eyes where shut.
"Dad what's happening?" I was scared. Her heart rate has gone. I ran out the room to get help.
"Someone help!!" I shouted.
Her mum and dad started to get worried.
"No! Your not going in. You don't deserve to, you don't even care about her so you might as well go." I shouted.
They all walked away. The doctors told us to wait outside.
Someone came out.
"I'm sorry. She lost too much blood and we couldn't stop the bleeding."
I froze. I was so shocked.
"Lewis are you ok." My dad said.
"Come here."
I gave dad a hug and went back in the room.Today is Sammys funeral. I don't want to go purely because her family didn't actually care that she died, but I'm going to go because I loved her for so long and she didn't even know.
But there is a lot that I need to sort out. I got my suit on and went down stairs.
Mum and dad are out with Sydney shopping, I need some alcohol to get through this. I went to the cupboard with all the vodka and wine in it.
I got out a big bottle of vodka and drunk it neat. I finished it by the time I had to leave. I stumbled over to the cupboard to get another bottle.
I went to the church and Sammys coffin was in the car. I drank some of the vodka and placed my hand on the window of the car.
"Lewis what are you doing here?" Amaria asked.
"I'm here because I loved that girl. I loved her more than ALL of you did. Like she said none of you gave two shits about her. You only cared about yourselves. And I also know way more bout her than what you do." I slurred.
"Lewis your drunk get out of here."
"No! I'm I'm not leaving my own GIRLFRIENDS funeral. Yeah that's it we were together but because that bastard Charlie killed her I know have no one!"
"You and her went out?" Amaria asked.
"Yeah we did. But like she said you were all to worried about yourself to know. And we only whet out for a couple of hours and she said to me it was the first time anyone had ever loved her. You lot are all selfish pricks, you don't deserve to be her family." Although I was drunk I was talking the truth.
"And one more thing. At school she was getting shit from this girl. And the reason she only wore jumpers was because she self harmed it was that bad."
Everyone's face dropped. A tear fell from my eye.
"Right is everyone ready."
"Yeah." I slurred as I walked into the church.
Robbers by The 1975 was playing. They were Sammys favourite band. The song reminds me of Sammy as well.
I sat at the back of the church by myself.
I got a message from dad.From dad:
Just checking up on you to see if your ok. I know loosing someone close is hard. But I need you to remember me and your mum are here for you.I just stared at the message and locked my phone.
Sammys mum got up and made a speech.
"Sammy was a lovely girl, and we all loved her very much..."
"You're a liar!" I shouted.
She carried on talking.
"And we will miss her very much. This bracelet here, her best friend got it for her on her birthday."
I ran up and said.
"That person was me. See I told you, you know nothing about your own daughter. And actually it wasn't her birthday it was just a general present. It was to show her that someone actually loved her and cared for her. And the jumper that you have in your had was from me as well because I know that she hated showing her arms. I got it to make her feel comfortable. But know she can't wear it because a person that I called my best friend KILLED HER!" I said ripping the jumper from her mums arms.
"You don't deserve to have anything to remember Sammy from. None of you do!"
I walked out the church and he was stood there.
"What do you think your doing here!" I shouted at Charlie.
"I'm sorr....."
"No your not! If you were sorry you wouldn't have stabbed her!"
"Well I'm sorry but I had to stop her from..."
"Stop her from what Charlie!"
"She was going to come over and see you."
"She what?"
"She really liked you. And she wanted to be with you."
I paused for a minute.
Sammy liked me and she wanted to be with me.
"But I liked her as well. And the only way of stopping her was to...."
"WAS TO STAB HER!! I had a chance of getting with the one girl I liked and you blew it."
I got closer and closer to Charlie.
"You know what you are going to get what you deserve."
I raised my fist to his face.
"Lewis you don't want to do this."
"Yes I do. You didn't want to kill Sammy but never guess what you did anyway."
"Lewis please...."
I punched him and knocked him out. I was in shock.
I ran until I got home.
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I'm not what you think
FanfictionAs you know Lewis is the son of Charlie and Marcus. He's now 14 but has been getting into A LOT of trouble inside and outside of school. But little do his parents know why he has been acting the way he is....