Fireman Sam Ellie Novels & Stories

Laundry hanging from windows. We found his name on the buzzer. 3B. I pressed the button. No answer. I pressed again. A voice crackled through the speaker. "Yeah?" "Samuel? My name is Ellie. I am here to talk to you about your father." Silence. "I do not have a father." "Everyone has a father." "Not me." The speaker went dead. I pressed the button again. Nothing. Liam stepped forward. Pressed it again. Held it down.

Ellie’s tear-filled eyes landed on Alex, her face etched with restrained emotion. “Tell me it’s not true,” she choked out. “Alex, please tell me they’re wrong—” Alex’s expression was grim, his usual cold demeanor shadowed by something heavier. His silence was enough of an answer. A guttural sob tore from Ellie’s throat, so raw it echoed painfully in the room. Samuel… the man who had fought so hard to make things right, who had finally begun to piece their broken family back together… Gone. Just like that.

“Your nothing but a useless fucking slut; I’m going to kill you and let your rich boyfriend find your body, Ellie.” I can feel my swollen eyes begin to close as I cry. “Please stop this, Sam.” The fury in his face tells me that he is too far gone as he shouts. “You thought you could get rid of me, Ellie, and move in with your fancy new boyfriend?...... If I can't have you, then nobody else will…..”

She couldn't tell why. She was led down to a basement before the guard walked away. It seemed dark and Samantha debated going down. What if it was a trap. What if one of her crazy fans decided to pull a sick joke on her. Just then a woman walked down to her in a hurry with a mask covering her face . " Samantha, it's me Ellie that called you. I've to be careful . Cameras are all around having been stalled by the person who brought her in. Rest assured, what I'm telling you is the truth,"