Sam

Chapter 1

SAM'S POV:

Hi, my name is Samuel Anderson, I have a brother named Shane Anderson. I am 18 years old  and my brother is only 9 years. Our mother died when I was only 15 and Shane was 6. She died from cancer and my dad and I couldn't cope it well. At the age of 16 my dad was killed in a car and that was all when Shane and I's life changed, I had look after Shane after that time and the reason why my dad died, I thought to myself it was all my fault.

Flashback

I was outside the school building waiting for my dad after the session until a black car pulled up right in front of me .The rear window opened revealing my dad's  face which shows worry "Samuel come inside quickly" my dad said in a worried voice which I didn't know the reason why "dad why are you always worried I am perfectly fine" I said to my dad "Sam you know how much I am trying to protect you "my dad said and I didn't say anything back.

the whole car ride was silent only to be filled with both my dad's and I's breathing and the Nirvana music that is playing inside the car. Eventually I always liked rock music all the time especially bands like bring me the horizon and Bad Omens and I always felt it was a thing that came from my dad. After dad had come to our house, I quickly took the bag and got out.

"You know what dad! you don't have to be overprotective over me there's nothing dangerous happening okay "I said in a low voice to my dad who was still inside the car.

"Sam you won't understand "Allan said to a misunderstood Sam.

As that was the time, I heard my dad talk and I didn't know what was coming next.

It almost been like five hours since dad was gone and Shane was already asleep, I tried to do something right at that time but nothing happened. Suddenly I was startled by the phone ringing and I look at the id to see it was my dad. Finally, someone decided to call. Without any  hesitation I pick up the phone but by the person who was talking from the side was not my dad.

"hello" a mysterious man's voice said.

"Who is this and where is my dad "I got scared of what was happening at that moment.

"Oh, is this Mr Anderson's son" again the mysterious voice said

"Yes, this is Mr. Anderson's son is my dad okey" I said worriedly

"Sir your dad he has been shot by some people in a car can you come to San Diego hospital right now" shot my dad, my dad was shot. At  that moment my whole body got freezed by the news that i heard , it cant be i thought of that . The only person I really loved was now gone. Gone. At that right time, I felt that my eyes were starting filling with tears and I finally got into a breakdown. I felt someone touched my shoulders I turn to see that Shane was curiously watching me.

"Sammy why are you crying don't cry" Shane said looking at my tear-stained face.

"where's dad" the word dad made me want to cry more but no! I couldn't do this anymore. I stand up from where I was sitting and quickly gone and grab both Shane and I's jacket "Sammy where we going" as I ignored his question I started helping him wear his jacket and I wore mine. Before I go, I double check what I had with me. my wallet, the phone, and the keys. I finally locked the door and let a questioned Shane waited in the street while I call an Uber. Not any longer the uber came my home location and Shane and I got into the uber and we were on the way to the hospital

As we entered the hospital I was walking down from rooms-to-rooms doctors and nurses everywhere sick patients lying on the hospital beds as they wish they could go home any sooner, people of different patients saying goodbyes to their families or friends and there was me finding my almost dead father to see if he was still alive tears rolling down from my face holding my brother wrist. Whitin any minutes I found the reception table.

"And how can I help you" a woman who was almost in their twenties has said with a recurring smile.

"Um I am here to see Mr. Allan Anderson" I said really impatiently

"At the room 340 in third floor" I quickly paced my speed still holding my little brother's hand and to the elevator. The elevator was really quiet as it was only filled with Shane and I that make  the place claustrophobic. Because I hated tiny small spaces. I was looking at the floor for the the whole 5 seconds until I heard the ding sound which means it was almost time to see my father. "Sammy is daddy alright" little Shane finally spoke up and those four-word making more brimming tears forming in my eyes. We were almost there to the room 340 now and when I opened the door, I was faced with most terrifying image ever. There in the hospital bed laid my dad with a huge large black bruise in his eyes, cuts in the face and a large bloody shot in his stomach.

"Sammy What happened to daddy" Shane said his voice cracking I couldn't say anything as I instantly started crying as i fell  chair "Dad please wake up" I said out loud but nothing came out. Nothing.

As both Shane and I cried in the hospital room the nurse came and get us out for the last time as they cover my dad's face and that was the last time, I saw him. I engulf Shane in a hug and now in the quiet hospital with our muffling sounds filling. "Sammy please don't leave me "And that was the last I heard that.

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