*A/N: Everything in italics is a flashback! Enjoy!

The spring breeze swooshed and made the wind chimes clank and clink together. It was mid-April and Sammy was outside, playing with his friend Kaitlyn. They were rolling down the hill in Sam's frount yard.

"WOB! WOB! COME WATCH US WOLL!" Sammy yelled. Unable to pronounce his R's. His older brother, Rob, sat on the plastic chair on their porch.

"Fine, Sam but only for a minute. I'm supposed to call Tara."

Sammy and Kaitlyn clasped their hands together, curled up in little balls and rolled themselves down the hill. Laughing the whole time.

"Stay put. I'm gonna go call Tara. I'll be back in a sec." He walked inside. Not knowing that those 10 minutes would haunt him forever. They would change everyone's lives...

"ROB! Hurry the fuck up! The ladies are waiting!" his best friend Brad slapped him on the back. They were getting ready for a night on the town. A night Rob didn't need. "Rob, what's up? You've been mopey and sad all day."

Rob shook his head sadly.

"Today's the 10th anniversary." he whispered.

"Oh shit. Rob. Do you want to go visit your mom? Maybe we should..." Brad sighed.

Just then there was a knock at the door.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR BRADFORD!" a voice on the other end screamed. Rob recognized it to be Chester's.

"Coming." Brad said.

In walzted Chester and Mike with a 2 6-packs of beer.

"LETS GO! THE SEXY LADIES ARE WAITING!!!" Chester screamed.

"Chaz?" Mike said. "You like men."

Chester shifted his gaze. "Both" he corrected.

Brad told them to shut up. "We can't go out tonight. Or at least Rob can't." he explained. "Today's the anniversary of... y'know..."

"Sammy" Chester and Mike said at the same time.

Brad slowly nodded as they made their way into Rob's bedroom.

"You gonna go see your mom?" Mike asked.

Rob bit his bottom lip.

"I'm coming with you." he said getting up and grabbing his coat.

15 minutes later they were all in Brad's car, and on their way to a club, downtown.

"The Bubble Bath?" Mike said cracking up as he read the name of the club.

"Shutup! It's a good club! I'm serious." Chester said, smacking Mike on the arm, playfully.

"We'll see." Mike said winking at Chester. They walked ahead, leaving Brad and Rob behind to talk.

"They so obviously like eachother." Brad giggled. "I'm surprised they havn't realized it yet. Considering the horny bastard Chaz is I would've thought they'd hooked up by now."

They headed into the club.

"OH YEA I LOVE THIS SOOONNNNGGGG!" Chester said, coming up to them. He did a spazzy little dance move and went back over to Mike, putting his arms around him from behind.

"You go party." Rob said. "Im gonna sit."

Brad raised an eyebrow, but then left and went over to some girls who seemed to like his 'fro.

Just then, a guy who looked farmiliar to Rob walked by.

He tilted his head, trying to remember where he had seen him before.

"WOB! WOBBY COME OUT HEWE!" Sam yelled.

"In a minute buddy, I'm talking to Tara."

"But Kaitlyn! Help me get her!" Sam cried.

"Sam! HOLD ON! GIMME 5 MINUTES"

He decided to follow him. He knew, somehow, that he needed to. For Sammy. He didn't know why, but he'd do it for Sammy.

"Mom? Can I come in?" Rob knocked softly on his mother's bedroom door.

"No. Get the fuck away from here Rob. This is all your fault. He's gone and its because of you."

"Mama, they're gonna find him. Kaity too! They said they had a good chance." he explained.

"No. I don't care. You. You go away. I hate you. My baby boy gone because of you. This is your fault!"

"But Mommy..."

"No, you leave now boy. Its always your fault. It's your fault dad left, it's your fault that Sammy is gone. Leave. Don't come back here. You're just trouble." she said through thick tears.

He left. And he didn't come back.

*A/N: is this stupid? should i continue? reviews please!*