Chapter 30
“Elijah!”
It sounded like a canon going off inside my head. The sound was too loud after the secluded silence I have enjoyed in the last few hours.
“What on earth have you done?!” Sam yelled as he tried to pick me up from the ground.
“Nothing,” I cried, not being able to stop the tears from falling down my cheeks.
“This is not nothing!” Sam yelled again, dragging me away from the closet and toward my bed.
“It’s not what it looks like,” I gasped as I struggled to get the air to my lungs between all the sobs.
“No, it certainly isn’t! It’s worse!”
I could barely think straight, but Sam’s voice was cutting through me like a knife cutting through butter.
“Stop yelling,” I coughed as Sam lifted me onto the bed.
“No! I will not stop yelling! You promised Elijah! You promised!” Sam yelled, close to hysteria. “We can’t keep on doing this. We can’t keep on going back and forth from this place. You made me a promise!”