Happy Rebirthday Sam!
Sam died, by what he couldn't know. How, he can't answer. He simply... died.
When I woke up, I was alone
In a room painted black
I couldn't see or hear anything
One person shivering in the darkness
'Where am I?' He wondered softly. Everything was black. He didn't have his wolf senses so he couldn't tell much. All the walls were filled in black. He was alone, he had no one o turn to. What can he possibly do? He just laid there. It's not like he heard or saw anything of interest. Just a mere black room that just so happened to fill up one, lonely shivering man.
The ceiling had a large hole
It was easy to see a big spring in it
Looking up at the ceiling, he noted something rather off. A large plug? Why was that there? He wondered, but he hadn't dared to say why he detested this. After all, who'd hear this once Alpha again?
Suddenly there was a sound
I knew this ghastly voice
He sat up quickly. His body tense. He knew this voice hadn't he? He heard it once before, but he hadn't quite knew where. It hurt though. It was painful to listen. It haunted him to the core."Boy's crimes are getting old
You're far from me forever
It left from this room" it said
He looked at this figure and gasped. He knew then who this was. Or, should he say, who THEY were. The hair resembled that of Harry Clearwater, the face resembled Seth Clearwater, while the hair and the pointing, accusing hand belonged to not only Lee-Lee. Leah Clearwater. Why were they haunting him? They kept on going, screaming accusations but he never heard. He couldn't for the creature disappeared as quickly as it appeared. He was grateful for this, yet he longed to see a thing's, even an accusing thing's, presence. He longed to see.
Remembering all of that moment
Naturally repeating that sin over and over
He finally realized it all. Those sins. Leah, Seth, Harry, he caused them all to die remarkably. Inadvertently and straightforward, he killed them all. He never meant to, but he had.
Realizing the reason it all ended
Having to go back to those days
He wanted to go back, to come to those days. It might've been hell, but he enjoyed it. Leah was with him. Everything perfect before she came. Such a travesty yet he felt better knowing why he's here strangely.
Both of my arms are in red handcuffs
They are surely the color of someone's spilling blood
Something clung, bounding him. His arms in red chains. An image flashed through his mind. He never wanted that.
A wolf howled in anguishing pains as he was torn. Blood scattered around them all. Seth was bleeding out. Leah phased and rushed over.
Both of my ankles are in blue chains
They are surely the color of someone's tears
He also saw those many times he knew he caused his Lee-Lee, correction, Leah, cry.
"Your leaving me for my cousin?" She cried.
"Leah I can-"
"GET OUT! I HATE YOU SAM ! LEAVE!" She commanded and her eyes swelled up in tears as he left.
He also remembered a particularly gruesome scene.
"Seth, please don't die! Please don't-"
"Leah he's gone.." Carlisle said in a sorrow voice. Leah shook her head and rushed off. Tears filling her eyes. Two times he saw her cry. Saw.
He regret message horrified him. Terrified him. But he couldn't...say that.
Sam never had his freedom. He's trapped. He wants out. But, who can get him out when all his past friends aren't willing? Emily died; who knows where she was? Where can he get his own Regret Message?