CHAPTER EIGHT

For the past few days Connor has been MIA and surprisingly Sam was actually worried because of the slight possibility that they could be brothers. It wasn't his forte to be all sentimental and care about others but when it came to this boy he put in all his best offers even if he didn't know he was doing it himself. All he was waiting for was the news from Michael who has also been dead quiet but considering that he wasn’t even supposed to be talking to him…..at all. Sam mentally laughed at the irony. He never thought that he’d be the one to break the rules but to be fair he never thought that he’d see his dead brother again so it’s 50-50.

The school day was dragging along and Sam had almost shot two teachers in the face one being Mr. Royce, the math teacher, and two Ms. Greengrocer, the history teacher. These two teachers just kept on giving Sam reasons why he should kill them.

Sam had started to question the entire mission wondering why his uncle would want to kill Connor, the person who could possibly be his brother.

“……gets a good place in hell.”

These words echoed all around the walls of Sam’s head not knowing what Connor had done that was so bad for his Uncle to want him in hell.

Sam wasn’t religious, like at all, but at this point he would do anything to get out of this history class. He started to pray even if he didn’t know what he was doing hoping to get out of that class and as if the gods had heard him the bell rang and all the students rushed out of the class all wanting to escape the horror that was Ms. Greengrocer.

As Sam was walking out of the class with his head low he bumped into someone. Sam was one his last nerves and the person who bumped into him was going to have it. Sam looked up only to see ember green eyes staring at him. All the anger immediately vanished as a strange feeling filled him. The feeling was so strange but yet so familiar. The girl who had a dazed look now wore a smile on her face that could make anybody melt in their shoes.

“Sorry about that I didn’t see you there. My name is Rose McGrath and you are….. ?”

When the girl spoke the same strange feeling overwhelmed him and Sam broke out into a mental panic.

“Sa-Mick. My name’s Mick.”

As he finished his sentence he realized that he was about to tell her his real name and even just the thought of being found out sent a shiver down his spine. He never had to deal with the pressure of blowing his cover, come to think about it he never even had or felt the things he does now. This all started with……Connor.

Connor, he is the reason why Sam had been feeling all these……emotions. Just then the realisation hit him like a ton of bricks. Connor had unlocked the feelings that Sam had bottled up with the key that he never gave him. In that moment Sam knew that he had become vulnerable but thankfully his phone rang pulling him out of his newly discovered thoughts.

He took his phone and the moment he saw the caller ID he froze. Mic-Heart it read. Sam laughed at the goofy name but just as he was about to answer someone coughed very loudly. Sam looked up noticing the ember green-eyed girl who stood before him.

“Rose was it. Sorry but I have to go take this call. It is really important.”

He kind of felt bad for jut ditching her but the call was more important than anything right now.

“Hello?”

Sam was so anxious to know about his possible brother,

“Hello Sam, I found the information you wanted.”

When those words left Michael’s lips he entered a state of mini-panic.

“Connor Bolton, 18 years old and is currently a senior at Macendric High School. Family is deceased but consisted of a Mum, Dad and little brother.”

Sam stopped breathing after what he just heard. ‘Younger brother’, so it could be possible that they were related Sam wanted the truth and he wanted it now!

At the mention of Connor’s last name Sam was almost persuaded but convinced himself that ‘Bolton’ was a very common last name but when he heard that he had a little brother there was no doubting that he was Connor’s little brother but even though he had already come to a decision he still wanted to hear it from Michael.

“Is he my brother?”

He asked not really wanting to know the answer. Some part of him hoped he was his brother but the other part was still conflicting. There was a long silence which worried Sam out of his wits.

“Michael Talk!”

Sam was at the tipping point and Michael’s silence gave him that small push he needed to fall of the cliff.

"Sam…… Connor is your brother."