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  So thank you Kate~Chan!
   And enjoy this chapter!
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                   Sam's POV

      Y/N and I both became over protective of Sarah after the fire, worried something would happen.
Sarah always assured us she would be fine, but we've had too many dangerous experiences to let her words slide.

   I handed Sarah and Y/N an apple and a cup of water.
I was seated across Y/N and Sarah at a small table.
    About a month since the fire has passed, and we found a small kingdom.
It wasn't really what we were looking for in a home, so we didn't plan on staying here long.
    Luckily, the kingdom had cheap Inns and resteraunts, along with places where Y/N and I could work.
  We would have to stay here awhile though, to earn money.
  We needed to buy horses soon, but that would be more mouths to feed.

  "Did you sleep okay?"
Y/N asked Sarah.

  She nodded and smiled beamingly at her.

"What about you, Sam?"
Y/N said turning her attention to me before taking a bite out of her apple.

"Good, a small bad dream but nothing horrible," I replied. I lied. It wasn't a small bad dream. On some nights, including last night, I dream of my father. Horrifying images of Baylee. All I can remember is the reek of blood filling the air. Everything went by so fast, it was a small glimpse to me now. This happens regularly. It always starts with me walking down the stairs, wondering why the hell it reeks of blood. I then see Baylee laying lifeless on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding her with my father standing over her with a knife. I remember screaming in rage, I tried to take the knife but failed. I ran. I was a coward that day. I knew he was chasing me, I could hear him calling my name. I ran through the forest, leaving everything behind. All of my love, hope, and trust was left behind that day.

"She deserved it Sam!"
He shouted.

   Tears streaming down my face. That day, I wanted to believe it was all a dream. I didn't actually smell blood, I didn't see my sister's dead body, I didn't leave home. My plan was to get a job and to start saving up, I would run away with Baylee and take care of her. Leave my abusive and drunk father behind, leave all of that bad past behind. I don't know why he killed Baylee, I don't want to know.
  Every day, there's just this small gray cloud hanging over my head. In the sky, the gray clouds always drop rain. My mother used to say when it rains, it's the angels crying. Every day, I feel as if my mom and Baylee are now angels and are crying as they watch me in constant fear every day. Constant fear, is that how I feel?
    I looked at Y/N with loving eyes, taking in every little feauture I loved about her. Her beautiful face, lips, hair, and eyes. I wanted to stroke her face gently and ask her how is she this way? I then looked to Sarah who was talking to Y/N happily. I smiled at her, whenever she smiles she shows us her teeth, her two front teeth are missing which makes her smile adorable. Her hair gets slightly longer by the month. She sometimes reminds me of Baylee. The way she talks. Her innocent smile. Her fearful eyes. She's brave. I see Baylee in her every day. I looked at Y/N again. I saw my mother in her. Her gentle and caring self. Y/N was an angel to me. If my Mom and Baylee sent something of them both to me in Y/N and Sarah, I am forever grateful.

"Sam?"
I realized Y/N had spoken, her gentle gaze was focused on me. Her eyes never moving, locking with mine.

  "Yeah?"

"Are you alright? You seem upset,"
She asked me, a worried look replacing her gentle gaze.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking,"
I replied.

"All right, well I'm going to work at the bakery today. Can you watch Sarah for a few hours?" Y/N asked me.

"Of course, are you leaving now?"
I hated watching Y/N leave, I always wanted her to stay by my side. I guess I worry something horrible will happen to her, and I won't be there to stop it or die by her side. Being able to say goodbye and that I loved her.

"Yeah, I'll see you two tonight,"
Y/N hugged Sarah and kissed my cheek before leaving.

   I held Sarah's small hand as I walked her up to her room. "How about I tell you a story?" I suggested.

"Yes please!"

   Hai!
I seriously have a problem. I keep rewatching this video where the Bangtan Boys are "kidnapped."
Okay just imagine you're Jungkook
You're 17-18 years old. You're extremely innocent. You only know Korean, and can understand very little English. You're in America L.A for the first time, actually America altogether. New freaking country. You're with your six best friends. Your manager stops at an office and leaves you and the kids alone. (They are children I swear) and three guys just jump in the van and drive off. They're like really tall buff guys XD
  And it's all a prank, but it lasts a few days. It's called American Hustle.

Coolio: Do 25 push ups

V: 205? Isn't that too much?

Rap mon: *laughs* 25
*says in Korean*

  I JINXED IT
I quoted it to my friend. And literally in Choir today my teacher said to her to do twenty push ups and she sounded exactly like V XD
  I AM THE GOD OF BTS!
I have no life
~Lila W.