Chapter 8: Kian

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We threw a party for Sam.  Not a particularly big or good one but a party nonetheless. He came through the door, pushed by Jc, as looked shocked. He whispered something to Jc and Jc looked down at him with a sad expression.  Like that of a puppy that has lost it's favourite toy. Or a baby that has lost it's blanket. Or a boy that cannot remember his friends.

Finally realising what the shared looks were all about I smiled sadly at Sam and Jc in turn. Returning that same smile, they looked around me at the people that Sam used to love before walking,  well wheeling in Sam's case, upstairs at a slow, awkward pace. I shout a quick apology to the assembled people in the room before following.

When I reach Sam's room, they're already inside. Sam's in his bed while Jc is sitting beside him. I walked over and Sam looks at me with a mix of terror and sadness.  It is in that moment where I realise he knows what I did.

It was an accident. I hope he knows that, and he's not scared of me. I would never hurt my Sammy.

Well, I suppose I already had, emotionally and physically. And how would he know I don't plan on ever hurting him again.

Oh shit.

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