A Stormy House-A Creepypasta Fanfiction

(3)Into the Forest

~Sam's POV~

This was the final straw. I was hoping after I was gone, father might realize what he was doing was wrong, but he didn't. This time was different though. He didn't bury Josh like he had me do with mom, he didn't throw him in the lake like he did with me, he just sat on the ground, cradling the boy as if he cared. Did he care? Perhaps.

He was crying, but I didn't know if that meant my little brother was dead, or if he was close to it.

"Hello." I said as I stood behind him. He spun around, gently setting my brother's head on the ground as he did so.

"Who are you?"

Oh, that's right, he couldn't recognize me because of the hat and scarf wrapped around my mouth. I grinned under my disguise as I twirled the knife in my hand behind my back.

"What was it this time? Not the shotgun, that would be to loud, but not a glass bottle because his cut hasn't been cleaned yet it doesn't have glass in it."

"S-Sammy?"

"Hello father." I charged him, pulling him away from the boy so my sweet boy didn't get injured further. Somehow, I managed to knock father to the ground.

I held my knife to his throat, grinning underneath the mask. "It was fun dancing with you, Andrew, but I must say goodbye."

I will never tell my little Josh what happened that day, but I will say that, as I walked to father's truck with my brother in my arms, I had a smile on my face and blood on my hands.

~Josh's POV~

"Sister? Sister!" I jumped at her, wrapping my arms around her despite the throbbing in my head. We were in an alley, the cold barely penetrating the clothes and blankets on me. Despite the cold, she was only wearing a sweatshirt and hat with a scarf around her neck.

"Good morning, Josh. Did you sleep well?"

"H-how long did I sleep?"

"About two days."

I stared at her, my mouth agape. What had happened? "I don't remember what happened after hitting my head on the counter and papa trying to wake me up."

"Yeah, I know your head is going to hurt for a while, but I don't have anything that'll help."

I put my hand to my head, only to find it was wrapped thickly in bandages. My wrist was wrapped to, making it difficult to move it. I looked up at sister to see her put up her smile. It was the false one, though. It was the smile she wore after the meanies at school had talked to her when I wasn't around. The smile she wore whenever we were around other people, but it was never laced with this much pain before.

"What is it?"

"We can't go home Joshy. We have to live out here for a while."

"W-why?" I hugged closer to her, curling up in her lap.

"Because if we don't and the police and others find us, they'll take you away and I won't get to see you again for a long time."

"Wh-what? No! Sammy, don't leave me again, promise, please!" I hugged her closer, burying my face into her neck with her long hair wrapped up in my hands.

"I won't, I swear, I promise. It will be hard, but we'll be fine."

~Sam's POV~

Josh fell asleep in my arms, so I picked him up with my backpack and walked out of the alleyway. Watching for police, I walked along the sidewalk with him in my arms.

Damn it's cold, but Josh needs to stay warm more than I do right now. It would be selfish of me take one of those blankets, he's just a kid. He's more important to me right now.

He stirred in his sleep as a gust of cold wind hit us. It's only fall right now, imagine what it will be like in winter. I swear, if he gets frostbit anywhere, I will turn us in. I will break my promise, even if he hates me for it.

Walking through the foreign town, I searched for a restaurant. I didn't understand why he chose to drive so far to dispose of us. He crossed an entire state, just so that it would be that forest he left us in. The town was sitting just beyond the forest was filled with fallen leaves and the sky was casting an orangish light onto the streets.

Food, shelter, maybe even water. All I had in my pack was what I found in pa's truck. It wasn't much to go on, but there was a pistol and a few bottles of whiskey. I could use some of the alcohol to start a fire and keep us warm maybe. There was also a picture in a frame hidden in the secret compartment under the seats. It was our family back when mom was still alive. God, Josh looked just like her. Our smiles were genuine back then, and my hair was still short as I held a four year old version of Josh to my side.

Hugged Josh closer as I continued down the street, a tear slipping as I thought of what I was doing to him. I may have been ruining his life. I was being selfish trying to keep him for myself. He's mine. I won't leave him again, because I'm afraid next time I'll lose him for sure.

"Hey!"

I heard someone yell behind me. I didn't bother to stop and see who it was. Josh stirred in my arms as I ran. I ran out of the town and to the forest. I ran and ran until long after dark.

"Sammy please stop, it hurts!"

My boy held his head in his hands as I slowed to a stop.

"I'm sorry!" I knelt and set him down. "Are you alright?"

He nodded slowly, then reached up for me to pick him back up. My legs burned as I continued walking with my boy.