"Do NOT call me Kennedy. I hate it, clearly that's why I changed it." Sam glared at me, except it was her scary death glare, and to be honest it actually kind of scared ME.
"Okay, okay calm down. Just bugging you." I laughed hoping my laugh would lighten up Sam's expression. I was right, she slightly smiled.
Lyren, Dakota, Jagger and Makaile looked at me as if to say don't call her Kennedy unless your willing to get hurt.
'Well goodnight.' I said before leaving the room.
I walked back into the room and before I could realize how loud I was being Brixton started to cry.
"Aweh shit." I mumbled. Kelly's eyes opened but I told her I had it and she immediately fell back asleep. I carefully picked up delicate little Brixton back and forth until he stopped crying. His eyes shut and I layed him bck in the crib. I kissed him on the forehead ''night bud."
~~~~Morning~~~~
I woke up and Kelly wasn't beside me anymore. I heard the kids running around and screaming. I walked out to the main area of the tour bus and yelled "HEY! Whats going on?"
"Sam's gone!" Lyren blurted. Okay, now im awake.
"Gone, whataya mean GONE?" I asked causiously. "When we woke up she wasn't on the bus." Kelly answered.
I didn't know what to say. We must have drove at least 10 miles since the last pit stop we made.
"We have to turn back!" I yelled. "That also means we have to cancel a show." Tobin pointed out.
"I don't care tell that bus driver to go EXACTLY where he stopped at that last gas station!" I yelled before running back into Kelly and mines room.
I slipped on my jeans and a black shirt and wet my hands and spiked up my hair. I guess im leaving without eyeliner.
It was about 6 hours until we arrived back at the town Tennessee. I was bouncing my leg up in down impatiently until the bus came to a stop.
I rushed inside the gas station and straight to the counter.
"Have you seen at girl about 5'7 with long black hair and green eyes?" I blurted.
"As a matter of fact, I have. She left here with some girl about 4 hours ago." The country man said slowly. I ran out the door and I could hear Kelly calling me faintly in the distance. No time for stopping, I need to find my daughter.
I walked around every super market, every little store, every little booth selling something, and searched the whole town for Sam and after a whole day, she was still nowhere to be found.
Depression hit me and I found a shadow of guilt creep over me s I slowly walked into the bar. I sat down and ordered one beer.
Out of sadness, I found myself on my third one in what seemed like 30 seconds.
Suddenly, The words "Samantha" and "Arrested" caught my ear.
My head snapped towards the TV and sure shit there was Sam and some other girl leaning on a cop car getting coffed by the Tennesee state police.
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Teen FictionI'm Samantha. I'm 17 years old an my mom is a drunk/drug addict. So, she's forced me to live with my dad. But I hate him, he left me. And that's all I know and all I need to know to make me hate him too. But then...I start to get closer to him...
