The Scheme

The Wake up Call

A/N Sorry this is only ½ the chapter, I’ve been super busy and didn’t want to keep you all waiting, so I figured something is better than nothing. I felt like my last chapters have been more lovey/dovey/cheesy, so I tried to bring back the humor from the beginning of the story. As always hope you all enjoy and comment/vote if you do. Thanks to all the new fans and readers, you guys made my day with all the recent votes and comments.  

Recap

My thoughts were interrupted as Kayli closed the space between us, bringing her head to my chest, while wrapping her free arm around my waist. I froze, stunned by her action. Am I dreaming or is this really happening? The girl I’ve been in love with for so long is actually in my arms. If anyone would have told me Kayli Reed would be laying in my arms out of her own free will, I would have told them they need to stop smoking all that pot.

I wanted to pull her tighter to me and revel in her closeness but I didn’t move, fearing any movement on my part would scare her away. She sighed softly, bring her hand from my waist up to my chest, resting it right above my heart. My heart was pounding, I wondered if she noticed? I laid there, listening to her breathing become deeper and deeper, until finally I knew she was asleep.

Cautiously, I pulled my arm around her bringing her closer to me, wrapping the blanket tighter around her cold shoulder. I breathed in her hair, letting her intoxicating scent wash over me. Having her so close to me, stirred something within in me and before I could even think about it I whispered, “I love you.”

Chapter 8

Sam’s PoV

My ears fell on silence, a big part of me was relieved that she didn’t hear me. But a small part, that small naïve child within me, that believes in happy endings, hoped  that she had heard me and declared that she was in love with me too. But this isn’t a fairytale, and happy endings only existed in Disney movies.

Disney movies…talk about brainwashing the youth of the world. We grow up watching these films, where everyone lives happily ever after, thinking that’s how life is going to be. But that isn’t real, the real world doesn’t hand you over happiness in a bag, no, reality will knock you off you’re a** and when you get up, it’s there to knock you right back down.

The real world is sick and twisted, I mean look at my life. My Mom, the most self-less person I know, suffered most of my life battling breast cancer. She fought for six long years, only to have it claim her life in the end. After she passed, my Dad fell apart and now can’t even function, let alone get out of bed, without drinking a bottle of scotch. I can’t really blame him though, my Mom was his entire world, and now that she’s gone nothing matters to him anymore.

My Mom’s death forced me to reexamine my own life more. I was pretty much a slacker my whole life, never really committing to or taking anything seriously. If I was completely honest, I was a selfish person. I thought the world revolved around me, her death was a rude awakening. Out of all that grief and self-analyzing, one good thing came out of it and I am looking at it.

Kayli…all these years of growing up together, she was right there the whole time but I was too stupid or blind to see it. The world was punishing me alright, showing me what I wanted more than anything but not allowing me to have it. That’s why I am so grateful for soccer, it was the one thing I could throw myself into and make a future for myself. My Mom was always the happiest when she would come to watch my games and with her gone I wanted to make her proud me.

This camp was suppose to be my ticket to securing a future, but now all I am thinking about is Kayli, and how I am going to cope with having her around 24/7 for two months. It was like a dream and nightmare rolled into one, all I can do is hope for the best. I just needed to focus on the big picture and that was doing my best to prove to those scouts that I had it in me to play professionally. Everything else didn’t matter. Looking at Kayli I wanted to laugh, yeah right Sam everything else doesn’t matter, keep telling yourself that.