Chapter 9

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My mom dropped Sam and I off at our house.

I explained to her that I'd be okay with Sam and if I ever needed anything I'd call her or go to her new house.

When I got out of the car, some girl was giving me a dirty look.

Oh, great. Another person who doesn't like me. I just let it roll off my back. I had Sam, and thats all that matters.

I got inside and went up to Sam's room. I curled up on the bed while Sam and I watched Family guy together. After all, it is his favorite show.

Sam fell asleep a couple hours later. I was so tired, but I just couldn't sleep. I hate these nights.

The nights when my thoughts eat me alive. And questions race back and forth in my mind.

Would my father find me? Would he beat me again? Will I be okay here? Can Sam keep me safe? Will my mom be okay on her own?

I don't know if Sam can keep me safe for long. My father never settles for anything less than what he wants, and he wants me.

I'm not sure if he'll go after my mom or not either. I hope she stays safe. We both know what he's like.

I don't want her to go through what I have in the past few years.

I finally fell asleep when my thoughts settled down. I had my head on Sams chest. I felt so safe with him by my side.

*The next morning*

I woke up and grabbed my phone to check the time, when I noticed I got a text from an unknown number.

It said "Stay away from Sam. He's mine. He doesn't love you, he just feels sorry for you. He's still in love with me. So back off bitch."

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