Sheep, Sheep, Sheep (Sammy Lawrence x Reader) //Book One//

-𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑎𝑠𝑡(1)-

-Sammy POV-
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I sat on the couch next to Y/N and looked at the ground. "Tell me..." She begged. I nodded. "Well...it all started when Joey was a 16 year old man. He wanted the Money and the Fame, I'll tell you that."

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-Third person POV-
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Joey walked down a dusty cracked sidewalk. He was in a hurry for work, if he was late today, he would be sure to get fired. Sure, Joey was only 16, but how else was he supposed to get the money to afford his biggest dream ever? He couldn't ask his father, his father would be sure to laugh at him of how poor he was and how he didn't even have enough money for even a place to live.

Joey let out a sigh of irritation as he stared up at his work building. He worked as an animator like his brother, Henry. It wasn't his favorite job, but at least he got to spend time with his brother.

Joey took one last look at the sweet outside before going inside his stupid work building. He walked to the elevator and stepped inside. He looked at the levels and pressed level 5, that's where his desk was.

As the elevator came to its stop, Joey stepped out of it and was face to face with his boss, Jacob. "Joey! You're late!" He growled. Joey sighed and nodded. "I know sir...I'm sorry...it's just-,"

"It's just what!? You got stuck in traffic! I don't have enough time to deal with you being late everyday damn day!" Jacob hissed. Joey frowned and looked at the ground. "I'm sorry, sir..."

"Shut the hell up, Joey!? I didn't ask you to speak! I'm so tired of you're stupid excuses of being late everyday!? Why can't you be like everyone else? You're just to poor to work in a place like this. So go home. You're fired." He growled. Joey widened his eyes and looked up at his boss. "What!? No! Please! I can't get a job anywhere else!" He begged. Jacob then grabbed Joey by his neck and growled. "I don't wanna see you in my building ever again! You hear me!?"

"Y-yes sir..." Joey nodded frequently as he held his throat which Jacob was choking him. Jacob then let go and pushed Joey into the elevator door. He then turned around and walked away.

Joey looked at the ground as tears rushed down his face. He ran into the elevator and then quickly clicked the lobby level. Joey tried his best not to start bawling, but then failed miserably as he waited for the elevator to come to a stop, then ran out and then ran outside.

Joey then fell to the ground as tears rolled down his face. "Why...why can't I be like my father...why can't I...be normal?" He asked himself.

Joey sat outside the building as he pulled out his phone. He unlocked it and then called his brother.

After a few rings, Henry picked up.

(In Call)

Henry- "Hello?"

Joey- "Hey..."

Henry- "Joey? Aren't you supposed to be working?"

Joey- "N-No...I mean not anymore..."

Henry- "What do you mean?"

Joey- "W-well...I got to work l-late again so -Sob- Jacob f-Fired me -Sob- and now I don't know what to do...!"

Henry- "WHAT!? HE FIRED YOU!?"

Joey- "Y-Yes..."

Henry- "That would explain the yelling I heard...tell you what...I'm taking a day off! I'll be right there!"

Joey- "O-okay..."

Henry- "Bye!"

Joey- "B-Bye..."

(Irl)

Joey smiled as he stood up. He wiped away his tears, but then frowned again as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around only to again come face to face with Jacob. "Why are you still here? I told you to leave! You made me mad, Joey...and you don't want me mad!" Jacob hissed. Joey backed up as Jacob pulled out a gun. "You're dream will never come true! You will never have enough money to live! Why not die now?"

Joey whimpered as Jacob placed his finger on the trigger. "Bye bye, Joey..."

Joey held his hands up as he closed his closed and looked away in terror. He could hear the laughs of Jacob and then the gunshot. But he was fine. No pain. No blood. No...nothing?

Joey opened his eyes only to see his brother had took the hit. "No! Henry!" He yelled. Joey ran to his brother who was limb on the ground. "No...please...don't die..." He begged, tears streaming down his face.

Henry has a bullet wound in his shoulder. Why is he limb? It's just his shoulder! Why Is he dying?

Joey laid his hand on his limb brother's cheek. "I love you, Henry...please come back...wake up..."

-Word count: 811-