Sam's POV
Billy and I walk in the house. Chica and Henry runs up to us as we both take our shoes off.
"Hey Chica, hi Henry," I said petting Chica first before petting Henry. I turn my head only to see Billy trying to pet Henry, but Henry back away and run off.
"Eh, he's probably nervous," I said with a shrug.
"Oh well," he said.
We both head upstairs and walk toward to my room. "So what should we do?" he asked.
"We can play video games."
"Hell yeah! What game should we play?"
"I got one, Smash!"
"Wait what? Smash? Like..." Billy's cheeks slowly turn red. I look at him confuse wondering why he's giving me that look, and then I realize that he's taking it the wrong way.
"GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER!!!"
Billy laughs as I playfully push him. I roll my eyes as I'm grabbing out nintendo switch that mom and dad gave me on Christmas. I turn the console on and set the game up. Billy selects his character Mario, while I select my Kirby.
"Hey! No Kirby!"
"Why? I always play him."
"That's the problem! Kirby is like an op in this game."
"Oh come on! Ashley and my friends beat me even when I play Kirby." I went silent when I mentioned Ashley and my friends.
"Are you okay Sam?" Billy asked.
"Yeah..."
"Are you sure? Do you want to talk about it?"
"We can talk about it later..."
"Alright."
We both turn our head toward the tiny screens as I include two computers on hard level to make things fun and challenging.
~Time Skip~
"Dammit! I lost..." I grumble.
"You're right, you're not strong as you seem with Kirby."
"I told you."
"Anyway, is there something you want to tell me?"
"I don't know Billy..."
"Come on, I won't tell anyone."
"That's the last time you said to me... before you told Maria and rest of the kids at the orphanage..."
"Sam, that's like 3 years ago."
"You mean a year ago."
"Yeah, a year ago..."
There a moment of silence. I sigh silently and turn my head to him and face him.
"Alright, I'm giving you one more chance. If you backstab or use me again, I'll..." I stop myself before I can finish my sentence.
"You'll what?"
"Nothing, forget it. Anyway, I just can't stop thinking about Ashley and rest of my friends."
"I see... How did Ashley pass away?"
"I don't really want to talk about it... but I trust you, and I will tell you how it happened. It all started at Seattle... Ashley and I were hanging out after the events, when it was getting late, we both were about to head back... but... we both ran into Achan... that killed Ashley..." I sigh as I bury my face in my hands, "She's dead because of me..."
Billy wraps his arms around me and pulls me in his arms. "You're right, she's dead because of you, but I can help you to spare the people that you care and love."
"How?"
"Just trust me, no matter what happened. Soon it will be over."
I want to trust him, but for some reason part of me tell me not to trust him. "Billy I don't think this will work out..."
"Or I'll just leave, pretend that nothing had happened between us, and you just have to figure something out on your own," he said as he gets up and about to walk out of my room.
Part of me was relief, but the other part of me needs him, I can't do this on my own. I need his help to get me through this.
"Billy wait!"
He stops as he was about to walk out of my room and turns his head toward me.
"I'll do whatever you say, as long you can help me get through this. I'm nothing without you."
He smiles and walk toward me and hugs me that I hug him back.
"You made a right call."
I smile until Billy yelp in pain as Chica bite him.
"CHICA!" I grab her collar and pull her out of my room and close it. "Sorry about that, Chica doesn't bite people."
"It's okay, dogs will be dogs," he chuckle as I giggle.
Chica's POV
'Dammit Sam!'
I head to my room to meet back Henry. His head perks up as he lying on his bed.
"So do you get him?" he asked as he wags his tail.
"I did, but Sam pulled me away."
"Why?" he asked as his tilt his head.
"I don't know, but I don't like him one bit."
"Me too sis..."
'I'm scare for Sam's safety... I hope things will turn out okay for her...'
"Hey sis! Let's play tug and war!"
"Okay," I sigh before I change myself to playful personality.
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Adopted By Markiplier
FanfictionSam lost her family when she was only 4. When Sam was 8, she been bullied and abused by everyone around her. She started to give up on hope and want to die, until Mark came into her life and helping her to find hope again. There are many mysteries l...