"To be talking to you, belladonna
Shoulda taken a break, not an oxford comma"
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[ C o l b y ]
I'm not going to lie, I had kind of forgotten about Sam. So, I woke up feeling way better, and started walking to school without a worry.
That is, until I got a text.
Sam: hey. Where are you? I don't see you in school. Are you okay? Do I need to kill someone?
My heart dropped to my stomach, caused by me suddenly remembering everything that happened yesterday. I felt sick again, but before i could throw up, I swallowed it. Gross, I know. So I was stuck with the gross taste in my mouth.
Me: um..no it's okay. I'm fine. I'm just now walking to school.
I really meant it when I said no. The way he acted made me think he would actually kill someone if they did anything. Even something as little as talking to me.
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As I walked into school, I rushed to the bathroom so 1). I can wash this horrible taste out of my mouth and 2). Try to get away from Sam before he sees me, but who am I kidding? He watched me walk home without me knowing.
As I spit out the now gross looking water, I looked up in the mirror and saw that oh too familiar pale face that belonged to Sam, standing RIGHT behind me.
He startled me, I mean, I didn't even feel him breathing on me or anything.
"What took you so long? It worried me" he said, sounding like a worried mother after their son left and didn't come back til an hour after curfew.
"I-I was walking here-" I tried saying, but he cut me off, like he always did.
But he didn't say anything, he just left the bathroom.
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My Strange Addiction || Solby
HorrorSam Was becoming obsessed over his friend, Colby Brock. Maybe, A little bit addicted to having him around? but no one could clarify, cause Sam would ignore or do something to get rid of who ever asked him anything about it.
