~Three months later~
I sat on the bed drawing, and Sam walked in.
"I am going to work" She said giving me a hug.
"Okay" I said smiling as she left, I was now used to her. She was the only one I trusted, I am skidish still tho. I got up putting on sweat pants and a hoodie, I waited for her to come home. But she never did, it was about midnight when a buzz went off usally letting me know it was Sam or her friends from work. A knock soon followed as the door opened revealing Duke, one of her friends. I sat down on the couch as he sat on a chair in front of the couch.
"W-where's Sam" I asked as he had sadness in his face, he cleared his throat.
"She was working on a case and someone shot her and she didn't make it" He said tears filling his eyes, I was shocked my eyes started welling with tears. Next thing I knew was that I was crying, I hugged my knees.
"W-whats gonna h-happen to m-me" I asked looking at him but the tears blurred my vision.
"I don't know, but you can't stay here so take this time to pack" He said as I nodded standing up about to walk to my room.
"I'm gonna stay here for the night, and make sure to pack some stuff you want of Sam's" He said as I nodded going to her room. I grabbed some of her police shirts, journals, and little stuff we got together. I went to my room with the stuff and put the stuff in a back pack, I then grabbed my stuff, clothes, pencils, pens, journals, special art supplies and some drawings. I went to the living room / kitchen and grabbed, Sams favorite blanket, my blanket, snacks, and Sam pillow. Then I put the stuff in my bag, I also grabbed another backpack to put the blankets and pillows in.
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Why Am I Alive
Actiona boy that gets Trouchered and doesn't know why he's alive after 'near death' After he's saved he only trusted the FBI lady that saved him. He also got vary scarred and scared of sharp objects and most people Might have romance
