A/N: Not mine. The plot and a few characters are. That's it.
Emily is not in my story. Sam hasn't imprinted with ANYONE!
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Chapter 2
I made my way home without wrecking. This was a wonderful goal considering my tears were coming in huge waves. My best friend of sixteen years was gone. They had taken him and my twin brother. I walked through the door to see my mom and dad talking in the kitchen. They stopped when they saw me.
"Sam got Jake." I said quietly.
My mom and dad exchanged a look and my dad left. Something was going on. They knew, they knew something, but what?
"What do you know?" I asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, honey. Maybe you should go lay down…" she trailed off.
"No. you said you needed me to run to the General Store and get milk. Anything else?" I asked.
"No. Be careful." She said and I nodded and left.
I rode to the store and what would you know, Sam and his little "gang" were standing outside of the store.
Wonderful. I thought as I parked my four-wheeler.
They all stared at me as I walked past them without even so much as a glance. I went in, got my milk and paid for it, and came back out. They were still there. I set the milk down on the seat and went back to them. I walked up to Sam and looked up at him.
"You think you're so special, don't you?" I asked.
"Uh…" he said.
"But you're nothing but a lying, conniving, slithery snake." I said with as much venom I had. And then I smacked him. "That's for taking away my brother." I slapped him again. "That's for taking away my best friend." I smacked him again. "And that…well that just made me feel good."
I turned away from him and walked back to my four-wheeler. They all stared at me like I had lost my mind. Maybe I had, I don't know. All I knew was that he deserved everything I gave him. And it made it all worth the while just to see his face. I rode back to the house and I handed mom the milk. I went outside, sat down on the swing that me and my dad had made a few years ago and began to swing.