A/N: I hope you all have been enjoying this story. This chapter is going to be a little bit darker than my other ones, but I still hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 3

Danny's POV

I look out of my window, and notice Sam is trying to pick out something to wear. "Are you okay?" I asked her, she did not know what I wanted. "Danny, leave me alone, please." She said. I did not want to bother her anymore, I could tell she was stressed about everything that was going on.

Lance Thunder has been reporting about the things that are going on. He says that ghosts are coming from everywhere, and he also says that we have a mild chance of survival. I can see myself dying, and I can feel myself getting taken away. Like my parents.

Who are probably being tortured in jail. I remember the day they were taken away, Jazz was sitting with me until the Guys In White came and took my parents. I look over and see Sam half in tears.

I smile at her to try and make her feel better. But that doesn't work, I really do not know what would make her feel better right now, maybe taking her to the gothic book store she likes will get her mind off of everything.

As I take her hand, she slowly unhands it. Making me uncomfortable, she has never done that before. I look at her, and she looks at me—My anxiety is slowly getting worse. I want to visit mom and dad in jail, I really do.

But I don't know if they would want me seeing how they are now, I bet they wouldn't. Because mom always told me that she wouldn't want me seeing her in such a state, she is probably being strong with my dad.

Jazz always said, that mom and dad had a strong bond, that nothing would ever get in between them. Not even jail or prison. Sam and I start having a conversation.

"Sam, what do you want to do today?" I asked.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know."

"Well, we both don't know what we want to do. Great. Now we are going to be bored as hell all day."

"Sam, I know you are upset…But you don't have to use those words."

"What words?"

"Never mind."

Sam hates me pointing out her cussing. She thinks I am her mother when I do that, I sometimes say it because she shouldn't use those words when she is upset. I know she feels that she has to. But she doesn't.

She can always find alternatives to those words she uses every day, mom wouldn't want me saying those words. I am not talking about Mrs. Manson, I am talking about Maddie and Jack.

They wouldn't even want me to think about those words. If I did, they would just make me write them down, and make me write down how they are bad.

"Sam…Trust me. Everything is okay."

"How do you know?"

"Because I do. Trust me."

"Why?"

"I am your boyfriend, I would never let anything bad happen to you."

"Really?"

"Yes…"

"I hope we all get better soon."

"I know."

I look over at Sam, she is seemingly a little bit better. But something tells me she will not be for long.

Sam's POV

I am sick and tired of Danny. I cannot take him anymore, he is being really stupid, and frankly a little bit overprotective. Just because mom isn't home…Does not mean Danny can take over her job.

I have to deal with mom treating me like a baby every day, now my boyfriend. This whole thing is getting stupid.

I reall don't want to live in this family anymore. People think I am a baby, when I am not…I am thirteen.

Sometimes, I wish I could hide away and die. That is how I feel sometimes, I would do it if I could. And I would do it if I had the ability too.

Flashback

I am sitting with my mom in the kitchen, doing something. I feel like saying a word that she has banned me from saying. "Samantha. What's on your mind?" She asked, "nothing. I just wish I didn't have to live in this bull-shit family."

"Samanthaa! Language!"

"Sorry not sorry."

"Excuse me?"

"I said, sorry not sorry."

"Why?"

"Because. I don't have to be sorry."

"You are grounded."

"Don't care…"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What have you turned into?"

"A monster…"

End of flashback

I remember that day like it was yesterday. Maybe I should be nicer to Danny, and my mother. Because they do so much for me, and Danny has been through so much.