the book report

23

"Sam?" Sidney spoke softly.

Sam was wearing a light pink long sleeved thin shirt with white ripped jean shorts. Her hair was in a messy ponytail. She looked like she had just ran 5 miles. Her white shorts had bloody handprints on them, her cheek had droplets of blood.

"C-Come in." Sasha said softly before anyone could speak.

Sam stumbled in, then collapsed on the couch.

She had her left hand covering her right side.

Sam breathed softly, struggling to.

"What's wrong?" Sasha asked.

Sam looked up, then stared at me.

"W-what happened to Jacob?" Sam asked shakily.

We all looked at eachother.

"Me and my friends were having a sleepover, and Jacob climbed through our window. I-I thought he was tricking us and that he was wearing fake blood, but he slashed someone's head off.." sam said warily.

"I think I'm the only one who made it out.."

She removed her hand to show a cut on the side of her, and her head was covered in blood.
"Shit, come with me, we have to bandage it.." Sasha said softly.

{SASHAS POV}

I helped Sam to the bathroom and looked at her.

We both stood in silence, then I dove into the medical cabinet and looked for some stuff.

Sam took off her shirt so I could get better access to her cut.

I turned around to see her in a light blue bra.

I gulped down and crouched down to her wound right above her pant line. I started bandaging it and I accidentally touched her leg roughly, almost making her fall.

"Shit, sorry."

"It's okay.." sam said softly.

I looked up and she couldn't see me, but she was lightly smiling.

I continued to clean and bandage the wound.

After I was done, I stood up.

I looked at her in the eyes before saying anything.

"I-I'm done."

Sam gulped.

"Thank you." She said quietly.

She pulled her shirt back on.

"Sam?" I asked before she left the bathroom after helping me throw away the trash from the bandaids.

"Yes?" She asked.

"I have something to tell you.."

"What is it?" She asked, looking up.

"I- I like you, Sam. A lot. I've liked you since 8th grade."

Sam looked at me with shocked eyes and face.

"What do you mean by that? Like as friends?" Sam asked softly.

"N-no.. like I want to, I want to kiss you. I love you, Sam."

Sam gulped down.

I edged closer to her, then kissed her.

It was a terrible decision, what was I thinking?"

"Fuck, I'm so sorry." I said softly.

"Look Sasha, your a sweet girl, but I'm not interested in anything right now. It's not cause your a girl, I'm just not ready."

"I-oh yeah of course." I said softly, trying to hold in my tears. Sam had rejected me, and I know she didn't want to, but it still hurt.

"Well, ima go now." I said quietly, then left.

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A/N
Poor Sasha 😕
Anyway the next chapter will be in Joan's pov!!!