Disclaimers: Since no one is bring these wretched things to Hell, I shall one day. Ya know, when I won't be persecuted by lawsuits.
Dear diary,Kill me now.
Or better yet, kill Scam. Yea that works.
Ignore my conscience which is saying not to.
Sam
"Sam, do you have any idea as to who could have written this note?" Jerry asked with concern as Gladis passed the note over the Sam.
The redhead, taking the note, quickly scanned its contents and kept her face impassive, not wanting to reveal any thoughts.
"Sam?" The mentioned girl looked up. "Do you know who could have written this note?"
Sam's gaze was cast downward.
Well of course I know…
But… should I tell him I do? I mean Scam can do anything right now. He's unpredictable. He'll move too fast and it'll be too late.
"Sam?" Alex asked from her left.
She was ignored.
"Do you have any idea Sam?"
She bit her lip.
"Sam, are you okay?" Clover asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.
She too, was ignored.
Should I tell them? There's no point right.
It's the right thing to do… but…
Do I want them to know?
Sam closed her eyes.
What's wrong with me? I mean, shouldn't I tell them? It's a good idea right? Right?Sam mumbled something under her breath.
I should tell them. I will tell them.
"What was that Sam?"
She mumbled her answer again.
I'll tell them. Scam will get captured and leave me alone.
"Sam, speak louder!"
I should tell them.
"Do you know who did this?"
I should…"Sam?"
The redhead looked up and stared into the faces of her comrades, her friends…
I'll do anything to protect them.
I'll tell them.
She said her answer, loud and clear, and the three were soon WOOHPed away, with Jerry telling Sam some words of comfort and telling the three to be alert.
"Sam, we're sleeping with you tonight. And well, every night. Until he's caught." Clover told Sam as she and Alex brought in a sleeping bag. Clover grimaced at the sight of it, but told herself it was for Sam.
Sam tried smiling at the sight, but it proved to be useless.
"Guys, it's okay." She walked over to the sleeping bags and picked them up. "Really. I'll be fine." She walked towards the door, which was being blocked by Clover.
The blonde crossed her arms. "Oh no you don't Sam. We're not letting you get hurt!"
"Yea Sam. We would feel terrible if anything would happen to you." Sam turned around to see Alex walking near her. She smiled, and gathered her friends into a hug.
"I'm so lucky to have friends like you two!" Sam pulled away from the hug. "But really, I'll be fine! I'm a super-spy remember?"
Then why can't I keep him away?
Looks of doubt crossed the faces of Alex and Clover. The two looked at each other with worried eyes, and then looked back at Sam's (strained) smile.
"… Sam…" They started.
"Guys, really! I'll be okay! I bet, I bet this guy won't even come."
What is she saying? Is she delusional? Alex thought uneasily. This isn't like her… usually she would be the one thinking about the right thing to do…
"Sam-"
"Alex…"
"Sam!" Came the more stern voice of Clover, differing from Alex's soft one.
Sam sighed. What could she do to prove she was fine?
But you're not fine. Why do you keep insisting you are?
"Clover, Alex…" Sam closed her eyes. "I really, really appreciate what you're doing, and you're the best friends a girl could ever have, but I will be fine tonight."
Clover crossed her arms, while Alex fidgeted with her fingers.
"Please believe me. I will be fine. And if I need help, I'll ask." Sam looked at the two with hopeful eyes, hoping they would believe her.
You probably just want Scam to have an easy chance at getting in.
She ignored the little voice in her head, and kept waiting for Alex and Clover to respond.
"What kind of friends would we be if we weren't here for you Sammie?" Alex asked, a small frown placed on her face. Sam sighed.
She stared at Clover waiting for her response, but before Clover could hide it, Sam caught Clover's shuddering, barely, but it was there.
What? Why would Clover shudder? Unless she was nervous at something… what could she be nervous about?
"Please Sammie…"
"C'mon guys! I'm a big girl! I can handle myself."
"Please?"
"Guys…"
"Fine, fine. We'll… we'll… sleep outside your door!" Alex suddenly said, taking the two sleeping bags away from Sam's hands and putting them outside the door, then taking Clover's hands (both holding pillows) and dragged her outside.
"We're right here Sammie! Got that?" Clover said, before shutting the door.
Sam sighed, and fell down on her bed backwards in relief, in peace before her conscience started nagging at her.
Why didn't you tell the others Scam did it? You could have been free of this situation!
She shut her eyes, trying to get her mind to stop bothering her.
It wouldn't have worked anyway… I'd be under more security than now.
She clutched a fluffy pillow, holding it to her chest, breathing in deeply.
He would have found me… gotten me somehow…
A tear spilt from her eye.
And I would have let him…
She got up, walked towards her large window, still clutching a pillow, and opened the window, taking in the fresh air.
I'm more danger to WOOHP than he is… I'll let him do anything…
Another tear.
She hastily wiped away at her eyes. The blurry vision wouldn't go away though, and soon she found herself in a state of confusion.
What?
Tiredness took over her, and she fell to the ground, her back dragging against the wall.
A knock at the door woke her up from her slumber, and she blinked her eyes groggily, hoping to wake herself up.
What the hell do they want? She thought in crankiness.
"Go away!" She said, and fell back with a thud, which woke her up, seeing as she slept on the floor. She rubbed her head, grimacing, and stood up as the knocking continued. She marched over, pulled the door open, and yelled out, "WHAT?"
Her jaw dropped open as she saw what was before her.
Clover and Alex.
Not just the sleeping bodies of Clover and Alex… but…
Bloodybodies.
It was all she could see. Gunshot wounds, on the forehead and in the chest. A large kitchen knife … that belonged to her … was sticking out of Clover's stomach, a large cut there as well.
Sam slowly turned her eyes over to Alex, hesitating, as she knew she would fear what she would see.
She screamed.
Alex's mouth was open, and when Sam looked closer, she saw the wall.
Her killer shot her in the mouth.
She screamed again.
She ran over to the two cradling Clover's face in her hands. "Clover! Clover wake up! N-no, you're alive right, right?" She said frantically, grabbing Clover's bloody wrist and checking the pulse, not caring that blood was being smeared over her, not caring that the gunshots would have already killed her.
She couldn't feel a thing. She knew she wouldn't be able to…
"No! NO!" She screamed out, tears streaming down her face. Stumbling, she crawled over to Alex, ignoring the gunshot. "Alex! Alex, please, wake up! You're not dead! You're not!" Tears were falling like waterfalls. She grabbed Alex's wrist, but dropped it accidentally, the arm dropping like dead weight. Sam cried out. "No! NO!" She picked up the arm again, checked the pulse of the wrist, and dropped it again as she felt nothing.
"N-no, no, no, t-t-they're n-not dead. No, they're not…" She crawled over to the wall opposite of her room, stumbling on her way there.
"Heh heh, of course they are." She looked up to meet the voice that spoke.
"And you're next."
A gunshot.
A scream.
A thud as her body fell to the ground motionless, that last sight being a certain criminal…
…
Sam woke up with a jolt, shivering as she kept herself from screaming as she remembered Clover and Alex were outside her door. She rubbed her bare arms, and pulled up the blanket around her as she attempted to go to sleep.
Wait…
Blankets? Pillows? She never even remembered falling asleep on the bed…
"I thought the bed was a bit more comfy than the floor, dontcha think?"
She froze, recalling her memory as the killer, the man who killed her and her friends…
Was standing right before her…
"Samantha?"
She backed up into the headboard. "No… no…. stay away from me!" She spoke in a harsh whisper.
He came closer anyway, his eyes showing confusion as he sat in the bed next to her. She made an attempt to get away, until he held her by the arm and the waist. He planted his face in the crook of her neck.
"What's wrong Samantha? You don't miss me?"
"Get away from me you murderer!" She struggled to get away from his grip, ignoring the small fact that he was stronger than her.
"Murderer? You didn't seem to care before when I kissed you here-" He kissed her neck. "Or here." He kissed her cheek. "Or-"
"No!" She said, cutting him off. "You'll kill my friends! Murderer!" She screamed out.
"Sam? Sam?"
Tim Scam grimaced as he heard her two friends awake and pounding away at the door.
He quickly turned his attention to Sam again. "I would never kill anyone dear to you Samantha…"
"B-but you killed me"
He whispered into her ear. "Why would I kill you if I love you so much?"
Sam froze, shocked, but couldn't fight the small grin that was set on her face, along with the slight blush that was starting to form.
"Come with me Samantha."
"Sam!"
"But my friends…"
"I want you here with me." He brought her closer to his chest and planted kisses on her neck.
"But-"
"What can they do? Alex is always busy… and Clover chose a handbag over you."
She growled in anger as she realized they never settled their fight.
So that's why she's shuddered!
She let him take her away, never noticing the note the "accidentally" fell to the ground, thanks to Scam dropping it.
"Sam!" Clover knocked down the door, Alex right behind her. The worry the two shared grew as they couldn't find a certain redhead in her room.
"Sam?" Alex called out, looking under the bed. In her search for Sam, she found a white piece of paper, a rose stamped into it.
"Clover, look at this." She motioned Clover to come closer, and she did.
But what they saw scared them more than anything.
Dear Diary:
I need help. Mental help.
Sam.
CLIFFHANGER! Sorry, I need someplace to start next chapter right?
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Love,
Ivy