How to save a life

Ali and Sam have been friends ever since they met on a sunny American afternoon at kindergarten. Quickly their friendship blossomed into something special and unique. They have share chocolate bars, birthday party's, double dates and as time flies an apartment. Ali is confident funny and knows everything about Sam...His dreams, His crushes, His secrets and his fears. Sam is shy and caring and knows just as much about Ali. Everyone around them knows they are going to be friends until they grow old together in an old peoples home, they're inseparable

But as time goes on. Sam is stolen from her by society itself. It's ripping away everything she has ever known and trusted about him. She can only watch helplessly as Sam morphs into a different person and she is terrified of what lies in their future...

The roles between them have changed. Now its only Ali who has the power to get Sam back but through blame and hurt the main purpose is lost and she might just be on the losing side...

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3. I fucking hate you

Four months after being arrested...

“SAM! MATE GIVE US ANOTHER SWIG!”

“WHAT?” sam screamed

He couldn’t hear Mike over the extreme loud booming of the music. The speakers were making the floor shake and his heart was pounding against his sweaty chest in tune with the song what that was playing. He didn’t know the name of the song, He didn’t need to. He climbed up onto the flat pack table and half sang half shouted words to a song he didn’t understand but it felt right.

I FUCKING HATE YOU

YOUR’RE ALL THE SAME TO ME

I FUCKING HATE YOU

YOUR SUCH LIAR!

DON’T EVER LOOK MY WAY

YOU THINK I’M PLAYING BUT

I FUCKING HATE YOU

YOU’RE SUCH A LIAR!

 

And he yelled the words at the top of his lungs his eyes gleaming and his body shaking. And when it got to the chorus he pointed a finger at mike and dedicated it to him.

 

I LOVE TO HATE YOU

YOU’RE SUCH A LIAR

FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!

FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!

 

He was screaming so much that spit was flying in all directions. Mike lifted his head a ghost of a smile playing on his cracked lips. He had gotten the wrong idea he didn’t know that song was meant so much for him.

After the song  Sam got off the table and sauntered over to Mike and the gang. He was just going to let them know he was hitting the road as the alcohol he had consumed throughout the night was swimming around his head doing summer saults. He felt dizzy and sick.

“Whazup mate?” Mike drawled

“Just thought I’d hit the road” Sam murmured

“Nooo don’t beee a p-pruuude” Mike slurred grinning

“No r-really I don’t- don’t feeeel very well” Sam replied

“Awww can’t Sammy handle the boooze” Mike laughed. Ben and Damon joined in. Tyler just smiled to himself as he took a drag of his cigarette.

He could feel anger boiling up inside him. Fizzing. Popping and EXSPLODING!

“I SO CAN!” he yelled

“Come on then” Mike demanded handing him his half drank bottle.

Sam looked at it in disgust but he could feel all eyes on him so he lifted the bottle up to his lips and swigged it back. It felt like fire was streaming down his throat and tears instantly sprang to his tired eyes.

He looked up. Hopefully he could go home now. But Mike had other plans...

“Now for the reall stuff!” Mike said

“He reached for his pocket and pulled out a limp brown paper bag. He slipped his hand inside and came up with his fist full of small colourful tablets. My eyes widened.

 

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