On My Own. Chap. 7.

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** Sam’s POV

I rushed upstairs and slammed the door.

Tears flowed freely down my red cheeks.

I just told him!

Well, almost.

Okay.

You’re probably confused.

I loved Felix a long time ago.

We were 13.

Best friends.

Yeah.

Besties!

Ugh.

I wasn’t always like this.

Mum kind of loved me.

I was girly.

Yeah.

I had friends.

Anyways.

We were best friends.

Until the accident.

-Flashback-

We were playing outside.

It wasn’t supposed to happen.

The ball went into the road.

Felix told me to stay back. That he’d get it.

He looked both ways.

No cars were coming.

He rushed across the road.

Got the ball.

He started coming back.

“FELIX!!” My heart-wrenching scream made him look up and stop.

“NOO!!!!!!!!!” I screamed my heart out.

The car hit him.

He didn’t die.

Lost his memory.

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