Tucker sat me down on his desk chair, sitting himself on his bed. He sighed and looked at me. "... It was 2 days after you went missing...

"It was 11 PM. I was just brushing my teeth when there was a knocking on my door. I ran down and opened it up... Only to see the tear stained cheeks of Sam. It was cold out, so I quickly invited her in. I rushed to get her a blanket and I sat her down on my couch.

"She said that Denik dumped her at the night club. Said he never loved her, and it was all a big joke, in front of everybody. She was broken hearted. She said she thought they would be together until graduation..

"But the worst part was this; he told her, 'Who're you kidding? Nobody would ever possibly love you! Not now, not ever! You're a freak, and an annoying, clingy little b!tch!'... And then dumped a bucket of paint on her.

"She called you several times, pleading for you to answer your phone... But you didn't. She curled up in the corner of her room, sobbing for hours. Her parents kicked her out of the house to go get help from another friend... So she came to me."

The words spun in my head and I felt dizzy. Denik, sports master, tricked my best friend, called her... That, and laughed in her face?! I growled lowly, clutching my fists as a faint glow emitted from them.

"Danny- calm down. You okay?" Tucker asked, looking at me. "No I'm not okay! I'm not okay because Sam isn't okay! I'm an idiot!" I yelled and went ghost, quickly fasing through the roof to find Sam.

I'll fix this. I'll fix this.

... But how?