Chapter 2
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The morning after the bonfire I woke up and realized something was wrong. Sam still hadn't returned and I was starting to get worried. It was unlike him to disappear without first letting me know or at least calling me while he was gone. I had no idea where he was and I was scared he was hurt or lost or something. I decided to go and ask the village elders for advice.
I walked over to Billy Blacks house. As I neared his home I saw him sitting on the porch in his wheelchair. I said a quick hello to his son Jacob and waved at his daughter inside.
"Billy," I hesitated for a minute, trying to compose myself. "Sam's missing, What should I do? He's been gone ever since last night! I'm so worried! Should I call the cops? I don't know anywhere he could be!" and to my embarrassment I started crying. Billy looked at me sympathetically. "If I were you, I wouldn't worry too much. You should have your cousin Emily come down to stay with you until Sam gets back."
I thought about it for a second and realized this was a really good idea. I hadn't seen Emily since my birthday party that Sam had thrown for me about 5 months ago. I missed her and all the times we used to have, we were like sisters. I thanked Billy for his advice and jogged home. I was so excited to see if Emily could make it or not. As I neared my house, I figured Sam might just have gone to visit someone in the other village and broke his phone or something and forgot to tell me. "Yeah," I said to myself, pleased with my explanation, "That makes sense."
As soon as I got into the house, I picked up the phone and dialed Emilys number. She picked up on the first ring.
"Leah!" She gushed into the phone," I am so happy to hear from you! It's been so long! How are things?"
I explained to her the situation with Sam and asked her if she wanted to come and stay with me for a couple weeks or so. She agreed with Billy that it was a good idea and that she would be there by morning. I thanked her and we hung up. I then went to fix myself something to eat. As I ate my peanut butter and jelly sandwich I saw the picture of Sam and me at prom. I burst into tears. I missed him so much! How could I not be worried?
The next day Emily arrived. We went to the beach and surfed and hung out. It took my mind off of Sam for a while so it must have been working. I was having so much fun with Emily that I didn't have time to worry too much about him. I soon realized how much I had missed Emily. She was like a sister to me!
Soon, it had been a week since Sam's disappearance. I was starting to worry again. It had been forever in my time that he had been gone. This was the longest we'd ever been separated without a phone call or any contact whatsoever. The house was starting to feel empty without him and I was starting to feel depressed all the time. No matter what Emily did to cheer me up, I couldn't shake the feeling that something significant was about to happen.
The days slipped together and became one big blur. Soon Em and I weren't hanging out anymore. She was taking care of me as I sulked around the house, crying. Ten days had gone by since the morning when I woke up and realized he was missing. All the village elders were thrilled when I told them, although I couldn't imagine why. They all told me the same things: not to worry, Sam will be fine, etc. They had no idea how freaked out I was.
It didn't take long for me to come to the conclusion that he'd left me for another woman. I became reclusive and hid from everyone, even my Emily. I couldn't talk or eat or anything. All I wanted was for my Sammy to come back home.
The day came, but it was nothing like how I imagined it. Sam just came storming in through the door wearing some clothes I had never seen before. He muttered a hello and told me he wanted to sleep and could I please leave him alone. I was so shocked by his sudden appearance after 13 days of life without him that I didn't even answer. He looked up at me and his face changed into an expression I will never forget.
He looked like a blind man, seeing the sun for the first time, or a fat kid in a twinkie factory. It was an expression of such love that I thought to my self, " Maybe he does love me more than I know." He moved towards me and I thought it was me that he was going to embrace, when he walked right past me. Behind me stood Emily.