The [Not-so] Friendly Wars~ A Sammy Wilkinson FanFic

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

I casually sat by my window all day, waiting for some type of movement to come out of Sammy's window.

It is now ten o'clock.

It has been a long night.

I sigh and give up all hops of him telling me what the hell happened earlier.

So, to distract my complete and utter sadness, I thought about what might have happened.

Was he late to meet his dealer? Probably not.

Was he supposed to be somewhere? He never told me he was going anywhere.

Does he suddenly hate me? Most likely.

I'm a seventeen year old (almost eighteen) slut, who would like me?

I mean, I'm not a total skank like a lot of girls I wish I didn't know. But I'm pregnant do that must make me a whore on some level.

I don't know how they class the thots.

I roll around on the floor and imagine I am laying on corn.

Seriously what is wrong with me.

Just then, my mom comes in.

"Uh, Sammi, whatchya doing?" She asks, trying to contain her laughs.

"I have absolutely no idea." I say, and don't stop rolling around.

"You need to get to bed, honey." She gets into motherly mode as I get up.

"But why?" I whine.

"Because I said so!" She Sasses back.

"Woah, calm yourself." I laugh and climb into bed, automatically falling asleep.

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Someone is gently shaking me when I wake up.

"What the fuck...?" I say, squinting. My eyes focus and I see that its Nate.

"Sammi, I'm sorry."

"What are you doing in my room at five am?" I wipe my eyes.

"I needed time to talk to you. Just please, please hear me out." Nate pleads and I shake my head.

"No, Nate." I say simply.

"Please, just give me one minute, and I'll be gone."

"Thirty seconds."

"Fine, just, please, listen to me."

"29, 28, 27..."

"I'm sorry for getting mad at you. I'm sorry for not being there for you. I really, really want to be there. I didn't mean to go off on you, I was just stressed. Please forgive me. Give me another chance. I want to be apart of my child's life. Sammi, I really love you." Nate says quickly.

"I've heard that so many times, its hard for me to believe it anymore." I whisper and point to the door.

"Please, Sammi!"

"No. I already know what happens when I take you back." I turn over and put my head in my pillow.

I hear him start walking towards the door.

"I'm sorry. But I will be apart of that kids life." And then he slams the door shut and leaves.

I hope he's out for good.

After that, I couldn't stay back asleep, so I just got up. I went downstairs and noticed it had snowed, hallelujah hopefully we won't have school.

I put on my coat and step outside, looking around. My breath fogged around me. I looked to my right and saw Sammy shoveling his driveway. At five thirty in the morning? Weirdo.

I walked over to him and grabbed a shovel and started scraping the snow. He looked up, as if he hasn't seen my approaching.

"Sam, put it down, I got it." He says, looking back down at his own shovel.

"I'm not putting it down until you tell me why you left the other day." I said, shoveling the snow.

"Come on Sammi, just put the freaking thing down! I don't want you hurting yourself."

"Tell me and I will put the shovel down." I say calmly.

"I had my fucking reasons, Sammi." He practically growls.

"Okay, well, what were they?"

"Why do you need to know?"

"Because its my feelings your messing with." I put a hand on my hip.

"Not everything is about you, Sammi! Nothing!" He shouts, and I back away as he takes a step closer to me. "You never think about what you put me through? Leaving suddenly, then coming back and getting fucking pregnant? Do you know how much that hurt me?"

"Sammy, I'm sorry, you were blocking me out, and i-" I tried to say but Sammy kept going.

"No, you aren't sorry, you're never sorry! Not everything revolves around you! I try to make you feel special, but your such a stupid slut that it doesn't work! I'm tired of your bullshit Sammi!" And then he pushes me. Hard. Into the cold cement of the ground.

I scramble to my feet, trying to get my breath back. I am terrified. I give him one last glance before darting back to my house.

"Sammi, Sammi wait, I didn't mean it!" Sammy calls after me. But I don't care. Because every single word he says is true.

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OKAY OMG I would have updated earlier but I got lazy AMD here I am at ten o'clock updating for you guys love you lots.

-Lily