Chapter 2

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<abigail>

i know what you're all thinking right now.

 'wasn't that a little harsh?' or 'you didn't have to be so rude.'

but if you heard the things sammy has said to me over the years, or the way he has treated me and other girls, or all the despicable things that he has done you probably wouldn't want to be around him either.

when i got to the store i went to get all the food we would need to start out with. seeing as i would probably be doing most of the cooking, because i do not have faith in any of their cooking skills, i got ingredients for recipes i knew. i also got a crap ton of junk food because we are still teenagers and we like to eat unhealthy shit. after i was done there i went to pick up some chinese take out because i was craving it so they would all just have to deal with it.

when i got back to the apartment i texted jack to have him and the guys come help me get the groceries in so i didn't have to make several trips. i heard the door open and saw only sammy coming to help me.

"where are the other guys?" i asked him.

"being lazy asses but i'll help you." he said while walking over to the car to grab some bags.

"it's fine. i don't need your help." i sassed while rolling my eyes at him.

"abi, why are you always like this?" he questioned my behavior.

"do not call me abi. and i'm only like this to you." i spat at him.

"whatever. if you don't want my help then i'll send your little boyfriend nate out here to help you." he said while turning around and going back inside. seconds later nate came out to help me. he grabbed most of the bags while i grabbed the remaining bags and the chinese food and head inside after locking the car.

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a/n

sorry this chapter is kinda short. i'm still developing characters and the way the interact with each other. the chapters will get longer i promise.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 12, 2016 ⏰

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