Charlie was sad. He couldn't get it out of his head. Just thought made him want to scream out loud. Why didn't Sam see it! Craig wasn't good for her. Charlie knew this for sure now, because before Craig dragged Sam off to a bedroom he gave Charlie his pocket knife say that he didn't want to scare Sam with it. So when Sam followed Craig into the room Charlie left the party for a walk. Despite the snow and the cold Charlie kept walking. He kept walking for what felt like hours even though he was sure at had only been a few minutes. He finally stopped when he reached a clearing in the woods behind Sam and Patrick's house. Charlie Just stood there willing himself to stop thinking about what Sam was doing with Craig. He couldn't though, he just couldn't. Eventually he found himself stood there with Craig's pocket knife out and he thought, "Would it really matter" and he concluded that it wouldn't.

Sam wanted to be out in the party for the countdown for New Year, out there with Charlie and Patrick, and Alice and Mary Elizabeth. However Craig just wanted her. So she let him play with her for a bit before saying she wasn't up to it at the moment. Craig became aggressive when Sam said no. Sam watched a he reached into his pocket. However Craig remembered that he didn't have his knife, so he let Sam leave.

Sam practically ran out of the room with a mixture of fear and excitement inside her. She desperately wanted to find her friends. She saw Mary Elizabeth and Alice sat on the sofa chatting and giggling.

"Hey! Where's Charlie and Patrick?" she asked.

"Patrick's getting a drink" Mary Elizabeth replied, "and Charlie..."

"Charlie went for walk". Finished Alice.

"What now?" exclaimed Sam. "Its five minutes till New Year and it freezing outside!"

"Well he said he needed some air", Alice explained.

Sam groaned as she went to find Patrick.

Patrick was just pouring himself a punch when Sam came over and dragged him away. "Come on!" she said, "We need to go and find Charlie!"

"Why? Where is he?" Patrick asked.

"He went for a walk", answered Sam.

"So?" said Patrick.

"So...we need to go and find so we can celebrate New Year together" Sam exasperated.

Patrick grabbed his and Sam's coat and they rushed out the door.

"You check the street and I'll check the back" instructed Sam. Patrick wandered off to see if Charlie was out in the street whilst Sam walked round the side of the house. Just a she turned the corner however she heard a dull thud as if something had just hid the ground. The sound came from behind the trees.

Sam cautiously tiptoed around the tree and saw Charlie.

"Patrick!" she screamed, "Patrick quick!"

She heard Patrick hurrying back up the drive whilst she turned back to Charlie. He was deathly still. Just lying in the snow as a small pool of blood began to congregate around his left hand and a knife lay in his right.