She Remembers. (A Septiplier Fanfiction)

I remember when she was fifteen.

Author's Note: Shh... Shh... It's alright, you can stop crying. JUST KIDDING! Syke! (That how you spell that??)

I remember when she was fifteen.

"I don't need ta visit him! Maybe you knew him, but dad, he's DEAD! He can't hear us! I didn't ever even know him! How can you be okay with yourself? You visit a GRAVE every week! I don't even know who he was!"

Jack broke inside. He held his tears though, for Sam, until 3 am in his lonely room. He wished more than anything that Mark would hold him, convince their daughter that he was real, and that he would care about her if he was alive.

Sam could hear Jack's quiet tears, but she ignored it.

After a few weeks, she came round.

"Hi papa, I'm very sorry I haven't visited you for two weeks. I just had some trouble at school, and they told me I was stupid for talking to you."

She traced her hand through the the soft earth.

"I believed them. But dad cried every night. I wish I could meet you in person. He cares very much about you, even after so many years. We miss you. I miss you, even though I never... Met you."