Sammy Keyes Story Chapter 4.♥

Hey guys! Before i start i wanna say i'm reaaaallly sorry I haven't updated for a long ass time. I had so many things on my mind, and Sammy Keyes wasn't one of them surprisingly. 0.0
I even forgot how to spell MARRISA. I was like Marrissa? Marisa? Marissa?
Hahahah.
Anyway, incase you forgot about this story, here's a little refresher:
Its the end of the school year and Casey tells Sammy his big announcement. HE'S GOING TO CANADA FOR THE WHOLE SUMMER, AND MAYBE EVEN MOVING THERE. Sammy is depressed, and doesn't know how to feel. Here's the next part, next chapter coming maybe tomorrow.

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The next day after I woke up, I felt horrible. The images of yesterday came flooding back. It gave me a headache.

BRINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGG! Went the phone.

Ugh, I groaned and got off the couch to go pick it up.

“Hello?” I said kinda grumpy.

“Um, hey, Sammy. Its me Casey.”

Oh, shit. I wasn’t expecting this. I immediately slammed down the phone like a coward.

The phone rang again.

I just stared at it.

It rang again.

And again.

And again.

Finally, I got tired and picked it up again.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” I yelled into the receiver.

“Geesh, Sammy. You sound mad. Sorry, maybe I should call later..” it was Marrisa.

“Oh! Nononononono, just talk to me now. Sorry, I just woke up.” I said.

“Oh, ha its okay. Anwaaay, Casey told me everything that happened yesterday. He called me last night and he sounded really upset. Almost like he was crying,”

This made my heart sink. I felt like a jerk,

“Oh.” I said quietly into the receiver.

“Yeah, Sammy. Anyway, he wanted to know if you were mad at him or something. After the whole…..’scene’ “

I had to think about this.

“Well, no, it was just really surprising. I didn’t know how to react to it. I feel horrible about it, I just don’t know what to do….”

“TALK TO HIM. He said he wants to hear your voice before he leaves. Even if its just to tell him off."

Oh my God. I would never do that!

“Okay, I’ll talk to him. Thanks Marrisa for telling me this.”

“Anytime Sam.” Then the receiver clicked.

After the phone call, I thought for a while. For a loooong while. I finally decided what I was gonna do. I picked up the phone once more.

“Hello?” said the familiar voice.

“Hi Casey,” I said nervously, “We need to talk.”

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That's it for today! I like to torture you guys, mwahahaha.

I wonder if this blog still has followers though. 0.0