Deep Deep Trouble (completed)

Caught

i think about everything. everything that happened this month. way too much bull happened. i always thought that no matter what i would have at least have natalie by my side, but she's not here anymore. "i have no one." i said to myself. i looked at my phone and realized the time. "i don't wanna go back to school." i whispered. i got up and started to wonder, kicking rocks and whistling. "i'm pathetic and stupid and dumb and a disgusting bitch." i told myself. i laughed it a little. "it's funny because it's true. i try to be there for people and try to protect them and love them, but then i get shit all over? i'm a dumb fucking bitch to think people actually care about me." i'm talking to myself? must be a sign of craziness. i laugh. people started to stare. "what y'all looking at? a dumb fucking bitch, that's what you're looking at." what am i doing? i'm embarrassing myself. "i'm already an embarrassment, it's fine." i told myself. i sat down at a bench and started crying hard in my hands. "what is wrong with me? why do i always let people down?"
*meanwhile at school*
police came in the school searching for sam.
*sam's pov*
i messed up. i messed up big time. gosh, her eyes. she broke down into tears and i stood there and watched. i wanted to hug her and tell her that everything is gonna be okay, but i didn't. i caused that. i caused those tears. her pain. when she looked at me, it was like she was begging for me to stop doing this and hug her. she used me. she used me for revenge. i'm not good when it comes to being used. but i love her. i love y/n. i don't know where she is and it's making me worry.
police bust in the class saying that they were looking for me. i felt myself go stiff. i was scared to death. was this y/n's way to make me upset? that's pretty messed up. "we're looking for sam hurley." everyone immediately turned and looked at me. sabrina looked hella confused. i walked out quietly and asked what they wanted me for. "you are now a suspect in the killing of y/d/n y/l/n (dad name and your last name). i gulped and walked in the car. i swear if this is y/n's fault, imma go the fuck off.

they found sam...
to be continued..
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