On My Own. ([ SLOW UPDATES])

On My Own. Chap. 8.

Sam's POV.

Why is it I'm like always running away from Felix?

I ran faster.

My converse pounding the pavement as I sped down the path.

And this time.

I knew exactly where I was going.

Felix's POV

After about 5 minutes of me remembering Sam, I ran after her.

And of course, it starts rainging.

"What the fuck?!" I yell.

Why does it always rain when something like this happens?

It's like the rain-goddess hates me and Sam.

I knew exactly where Sam was heading.

The cemetary.

@~~~~

She sat in-front of his grave, crying her heart out.

"D-d-daddy." Sam stuttered.

Nothing happened.

"I-I-I'm sorry iw asn't g-g-good eoguh for you."

Nothing happened again.

"W-w-why c-c-can't he r-r-remember me Daddy? Tell me. Why can't he remember me?! Why did everyone have to keep me a secret from my best friend?!" Sam yelled at the tomb.

Than, I couldn't take it anymore.

I ran to her side.

Wrapping my arms around her I tried to calm her.

"Sam. Shhh. Calm down. I remember you." I tried.

"No. You don't! You can't!" She sobbed.

"But I do Sam. Please stop crying." I begged.

"No. I can't let you get hurt again. Not again." She cried softly into my arms.

She wrapped her small hands around my back, pulling herself into me.

"Shhh.." I soothed.

Her etars continued to fall.

"I loved you." She whispered.

"I loved you too."