Chapter 22-Proposition

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"Jake, this is not a good time.." I replied as I fidgeted with the sheet I was wrapped in. "I don't know what there is to talk about anyway. I mean it's been weeks..." I reminded him nervously. He laid the flowers on the table and took my hand, leading me towards my room. My heart started to race knowing Sam would be in there still.

"I just want to talk, Quinn...I know I messed up, and I should have tried to talk to you sooner, but I thought you needed..." he trailed off as we stepped into the room and his eyes landed on Sam, who was lounging on my bed with one hand behind his head and the other using the remote to flip through channels on the tv. Jake's face dropped before he turned to me and wiggled his jaw as he gritted his teeth. Sam looked over to us and saw the panic in my eyes, but there's no way he could have known why or what would happen. Jake abruptly put one hand on either of my shoulders and forced me out into the hall before closing the door behind me with a loud slam.

"What the fuck, Sam?" He growled through gritted teeth.

"Jake, I-" Sam began but was cut off.

"You what? Thought it was no big deal to sleep with my girlfriend? You are such a selfish asshole..you really couldn't let her go? You couldn't stand the thought of me being happy, huh?" Jake was shouting and I could only imagine how angry he looked. I honestly hadn't thought about how much I'd be hurting him by being with Sam..I had been so focused on how much he had hurt me by blowing me off and then basically letting me be so distant.

"Please open the door and I'll explain everything...please," I begged. I knew this was all my fault and I needed to try to fix it. Jake needed to know that Sam didn't know, and Sam needed to know how sorry I was. They both ignored my pleas.

"You weren't happy, Jake. Well you may have been, but she wasn't," Sam's voice rose and sharpened as I heard the squeak of my bed from him standing up. "And just because you dated her for a while doesn't mean you own her! She's not your girlfriend anymore!" He spat, and I could only imagine him now glaring down at Jake because of the height difference.

"We aren't broken up!" Jake hissed and my heart sank when I heard the impact of his fist slamming into Sam's face. The door suddenly opened, and I was face to face with Jake, who had tears welling in the corners of his eyes. He screwed his eyes shut briefly before trying to step past me.

"Jake, I'm sorry.." I said softly, not knowing what else to say, but I knew I should say something.

"Get out of my way, Quinn. I can't look at you right now," he sounded annoyed as he looked past me. I moved out of the way, and he stormed out, slamming the door behind him. I took a deep breath, trying not to let myself cry.

I slowly walked into my bedroom to find Sam sitting on the edge of the bed in those purple shorts with blood dripping down from a small cut on his eyebrow. I took a deep breath before grabbing a tissue off the night stand and dropping to my knees in front him. He shook his head trying to avoid my touch, and I could see how glassy his eyes looked. I finally caught his chin with one hand and held him in place as I blotted away the blood and held the tissue there to help stop the bleeding. "Sammy, I'm so sorry.." was all I could manage.

"You don't tell someone you love them when you've been lying to them.." he said softly. He sounded broken, and my heart sank even further as the tears started to overflow and cascade down his beautiful face. My perfect Sammy looked so heartbroken and devastated, and it was killing me.

"I do love you, Sammy. That wasn't a lie.." I replied, now fighting back tears of my own.

"I just don't understand how you could do this?" he said as he furrowed his brows, wincing at the sharp sting as the blood started to form a new bright red droplet. He twisted his face free from my hand and held eye contact with me for a moment before saying, "I could never hurt you like this." He stood up and started to walk away, and I could feel my desperation rising.

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