The last chapter!!!
Sam tells me that he wants to drive me to the beach somewhere with his family. It didn't take me long to say yes. My parents didn't really care because they were going to cancel our plans anyway.
"You really want to go?" Sam questions.
"Yes of course I do! Stop asking!" I yell.
"Okay. I just don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you into anything." He tells me.
"You're not!" I get annoyed with him.
"I'm just checking." He sounds hurt.
The next morning Sam tells me to pack because we're leaving for our trip in two hours.
I go over a list of things that I need to pack before I go. 1. Swim suit. 2. Towels. 3. Sunscreen. 4. Clothes for a week. 5. Hair accessories. 6. Flip flops.
Once I was finally done packing Sam was here. I kept going over my list to make sure I didn't forget anything. Sam told me not to worry because if I do forget something we can just buy it from the store.
"The drive is about three hours so you better find something to do while we drive." Sam tells me.
"Sleep." Is the first thing that comes out of my mouth.
"Okay. Goodnight sleepy head." He kisses my forehead while he pulls out of the drive way.
I fall asleep after a little while of listening to Sam sing the songs on the radio. I wake up to the sound of thunder.
"Did the thunder wake you?" Sam asked looking over.
"Obviously." I tell him.
"Well we still have an hour until we get there." He looks back and forth from the road and I.
"It's really raining hard. I can barely see out the windshield. Hopefully it doesn't rain all weekend."
"Yeah let's hope not." Sam replies.
I feel my heart stop when I hear the loud screams of Sam yelling my name. He tells me to watch out while I look out my window. I stare blankly through the rain until I see the bright lights of a semi.
The headlights coming towards us as Sam looses control of the steering wheel. I hear the faint yells of Sam telling me he loves me. Next thing I hear is loud honks of the semi, the headlights right outside my window.
Dear Phoebe,
Phoebe this Sam. I love you so much. It's been two months since the crash and I have finally gotten the courage to write you a letter. Phoebe you were my whole world and I can't help but blame myself for everything. I want you to know we all love you and miss you. I will never forget you Phoebe Stella Keaton. You were the love of my life. Maybe this letter will help me move on, maybe not, but all I know is you're finally with Dalia. I know that now you're with her you will be protected.
I love you with all of my heart and soul,
Samuel Petty.

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