Distance (A Sam Woolf Fanfiction)

Chapter 26: Don't Look Back

SAMS POV

It was a day that started off like all the rest. The birds chirped and the sun shined. The wind blew a cool breeze across my face. I knew that same breeze was blowing her hair away from her beautiful face. The thought of her brought a smile to my lips and for a moment the pain of the world seemed a little less. It was a day that started off just like all the rest. The birds chirped and the sun shined. The wind blew a cool breeze across my face. It was the day that I would come to terms with the worst possible thing, death.

LILS POV

Taking a sip of my soda, I take in what I've just said waiting for his reaction. Gently, I place it back on the table.

"What do you mean you miss Sam?" I can hear the slight anger in his voice. He stands up slowly, before turning to face me.

"I...I.." I begin.

"Save it, Lil! I'm sick of this!" He motions rapidly between me and the tv before shutting it off.

"Sick of what!" I yell, shocking myself and springing to my feet.

"Of you being so obsessed with him! He's gone! When are you going to understand that?" He shouts even louder and I'm sure the neighbors can hear him.

His words rip through me, he is gone. Of course Josh choose the one thing he could say to hurt me because he knows it will. He's manipulative.

"Obsessed with him! You think I'm obsessed with him?" I say outraged, "We were in love and I pushed him away because of what you've done to me!"

He snorts snidely at my remark, "He was never in love with you. I was in love with you, he just wanted what was already mine."

His words jab me like knives even though I know they're false. Either way, hearing them out loud hurts. "No, I never loved you. I thought I did, but I didn't and I'm sick of hiding it." I blurt confidently.

"You what?" He screams, confusion filling his face only to be quickly replaced by sharp red anger "You little bitch, you've been lying to me this whole time." He grabs hold of my arms and squeezes them both tightly, so much so that a searing pain shoots up them both.

"Josh stop, you're hurting me." I beg as I try to squirm free, but his hold on me only gets stronger. "Josh please...."

"Shut up!" He yells, shoving me forcefully causing me to loose my balance and flop back on the couch. "This isn't happening, you love me." His angry voice reasons with the air.

"Josh," I stand to meet him. His angry eyes blaze into mine and before I can even speak again, his eyes close in on me and then his lips are on mine. Instantly, a sour taste fills my mouth and I push him off me forcefully. This isn't right, I can't do this.

"Josh, stop please." I beg again. He turns to face the wall, running his hands through his hair. Oddly, he begins to laugh somewhat nervously. "You're pathetic, absolutely pathetic!"

"I love him...." I begin.

"Stop saying that!" He roars and before I know what's happening, I'm on the ground. All at once the room begins to grow fuzzy at the edges and my body feels like it's slowing. Everything is in slow motion.

"Josh, I...what's happening?" He doesn't answer, all I can make out is the small smile on my face. It's like he knows what's going on. What is happening? I feel like I'm on drugs.

Drugs. Am I drugged? How, how could that be possible? Suddenly, my eyes rest on the glass of soda and then back to Josh.

"You....you put something in my drink...didn't you?" My words seemed slowed and incoherent.