Coming Home

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Sam's POV

"Scarlett let's go!" I yelled for my sister. if we don't leave now we won't get to Tennessee in time.

"I'm coming give me a minute!" Scarlett yelled from upstairs. I swear this girl drives me crazy.

five minutes later scarlett is downstairs and were off to Tennessee to go back home. I guess I should tell you a little about us.

my name is Sam Pottorff, I'm 19 years old and live in Indiana with my little sister, Scarlett. our parents died last year, so it's just me and Scarlett now. Scarlett took it pretty hard, as did I, but I had a lot of friends to help me through it. Scarlett pretty much only has me because when they got sick, she pushed all of her friends away and got really depressed and never left the house.

Right now, were in Houston, Texas at our beach house. My sister, mom, dad, and i would come down here every summer for vacation. We're a pretty wealthy family.

We're on our way back home to Indiana and if we leave now we'll make it to Memphis, Tennessee by 9 pm.

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Scarlett's POV.

Sam keeps nagging me about hurrying up, when it's only 11 o'clock and he said we would leave at 12. l

I've been sitting in my room, awake, just taking it all in and remembering all the memories I've had here. I'm never going to see this place again.

I walk downstairs to find Sam loading the car with all of our bags.

"hey want any help?" I say fidgeting with all my bracelets.

"yeah sure." Sam says grabbing a few bags.

I stop playing with my bracelets and pick up some bags. I pick up one of Sam's bags and a picture of my parents falls out. picking up the picture frame, the glass is all shattered and fallen out. I can't help but to start crying.

I took my parents death pretty hard. I pushed all my friends away. I never left the house. I started self harming. that's when I really got into music. music helps, but not enough. I still felt the need to self harm. there's this one band. this one band that has saved me many many times, and I would kill to meet them. They're called 5 Seconds of Summer. Their drummer, Ashton, has self harmed and been suicidal, but he's been clean for awhile. I never thought a band member would go through what a teenager goes through. They're just normal people, but with money and fame.

"Scarlett?" Sam asks pulling out one of my headphones and getting my attention towards him instead of out the window.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"We can listen to music on the radio if you want" he answers.

"okay yeah" I turn the radio on to 100.9 and the song I was just listening to comes on the radio, Amnesia by 5SOS. I'm humming along to the song when it hits me.

"Scarlett what's wrong" Sam asks.

"this song.. it just.. I don't know, Sam" I choke back a sob. Sam pulls over and tells me to get out of the car, so I do. Sam pulls me into a tight hug and kisses the top of my head.

"Scar, I know things are rough and I know you hate what happened as much as I do, but it did and we can't change that. but I promise I'm going to

help you through it. I'm always going to be here. I'm never leaving. I love you baby sis" Sam whispers.

"I-i love you too" I choke out. We get back in the car and start our way back to Tennessee again.

She Looks so Perfect by 5SOS comes on the radio and me and Sam sing it at the top of our lungs. I love my brother and I'm glad he's here for me, but this is all just too much for me and I hope he will someday understand that.

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