I woke up in a sweat. Everything was destroyed. EVERYTHING. I was laying on the ground on my stomach. My phone was laying face up on the ground about three feet away from me. I picked it up and read the screen.
2 new messages from Sam
As soon as i unlocked my phone he called me.
I answered the phone and heard him in a panick.
"Hey, are you alright?!" He blurted out.
"Everything is destroyed." I said off the top of my head.
"Mind if i come check it out?"
"Yea sure."
"Ok ill be right over."
My phone beeped as he pressed hang up. I figured he shut off his phone to conserve battery. So i did the same. I got myself up off the floor and looked at all the damage that the storm had done. My house was destroyed. My parents had gone on a vacation with Sams parents. I being an only child was left home alone. They had taken Sams little brother Stephen with them due too us being "unresponsible" and wouldent let us take care of him. Sam had other siblings too. Two sisters and a brother who had been left home with us on account that they were a little older and could partially take care of themselves.
I walked out into the hall and glared down the hall. Picture frames with shattered glass. Our small hutch had been knocked over.
I tiptoed over all the glass and down the stairs too our living room. A whole wall had been knocked out. I could see outside and things did not look pretty. I slipped on my tennis shoes. I walked out too my garage and spotted my bike.
I picked it up and saw Sam round the corner.
"That was a hecka bad storm, right?" I asked him.
"Yeah." He replied.
I glanced at his hand and noticed a large slit that was bleeding. "You still have your bike?." He continued.
"Yep, looks alright, still sturdy and everything."
"Good." He said, "We will need our bikes."
I watched as he took off back too his house to gather suplies. I walked around too the back of my house to gather up some stuff for us too use.
I was walking and looking at a tree that had fallen over. Not paying attention too where i was going.
I stubled over a rock and then my foot got caught on a peice of a broken chair.
I fell to the ground and shots of pain sprung through my foot and up my leg.
"Sam.." i said.
"Charley..?" I heard him.
"Charley.. CHARLEY?!"
He sounded really worried.
"Sam... Sam help me.."
He ran from the front of the house into my backyard.
"Behind you.." i grunted.
He whipped around too see me laying there.
"Holy crap Char are you OK? What happened?!"
"I was walking around over here, looking for things we could salvage and use for something and i tripped."
He knelt down and took of his sweatshirt. He wrapped it gently around my bloody foot.
"Char, does your foot hurt very much?"
"Not much," i replied in a groanish voice.
He felt around my foot.
"Ouch," i whimpered.
Sam picked me up and carried me over to a block of concrete. I sat down on top of it and Sam sat down next too me. He wrapped his arm around my neck. I was so glad Sam was my best friend. He was always there for me when i needed him. "We have to leave here," i said. "But how? My foots sprained and i cant walk or ride my bike.
He was silent for a moment until he answered.
"Wait a minute.."
A giant smirk sprawled across his face.
"You know that stroller i would use to give Stephen walks?"
"Yea what about it..?"
He turned and looked me in the eye with a smile as wide as the ocean.
I looked at him like he was crazy.
"There is no WAY im riding in that thing!"
Hey guys. Thanks for reading but this is not my idea. All the credit goes too ImagnEndrDragns. He was the one who made the plot line and everything. I am just deciding to do my perspective of the story. I would like to thank Sam for doing an amazing job on the story and being a great friend!!! ❤
