Chapter 8

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Sammy's POV

Our lips were only inches apart when I realized what was going on.  

"No, I can't do this Adam. I didn't call you for this.." My voice trailed off. He glared down at me, clenching his teeth. "This is all his fault." He said angrily. "This is nobody's fault but yours Adam. You're the dumbass who went crazy and tried to take advantage of me, using alcohol as an excuse.." I said, surprising myself. He scoffed dramatically and rolled his eyes at me. Without another word, he turned his back and disappeared into the night. I let out a sigh of relief I didn't realize I'd been holding in and went back inside my house. It was only 10, but my head still hurt from the hit earlier today. I went to my room, lied down, and before I knew it, I had knocked out.  

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*beep beep* 

Ugh. School.  

I rubbed my head and dragged my feet to the bathroom. I jumped when I saw my reflection in the mirror. My face looked exhausted and I had a big bruise in the middle of my forehead. I groaned and went in to take a hot shower. I blasted music and let the hot water burn my skin. This was the only way I could escape the horrible thing I liked to call reality. I got out and dried myself off & threw on sweatpants and a sweater, not caring if I looked like a homeless person. Taking a quick glance at the clock, I realized I was going to be late. I ran downstairs and stormed out of the front door, to see my mom asleep on the porch. "Mom.." I mumbled as I shook her awake. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at me, confused. "C'mon, let's get you inside. You gotta stop doing this to yourself.." I said as I helped her inside and onto the couch. With a quick kiss on the forehead, I ran out to my car and made my way to school.  

I didn't even bother trying to go to my usual parking spot, knowing it would remind me of how mad I was at Jake. Not only was I mad, I was confused. I need to find out what this stupid secret was, no matter how I find or who I find out from. I tried to shake all these thoughts out of my head as I walked into my first period class.

The day seemed to drag on. I hadn't seen Jake yet, but not because he wasn't around; because I was avoiding him as much as I could. During lunch, he usually sits near the parking lot, so that's exactly where I was avoiding.  

"Hey Sam." I heard a familiar voice say.  

"Hey Jaz" I said and turned around to face her. Although she was my best friend, we hadn't talked much lately. She hooked up with this jock, Todd, at the last party (which I skipped to hang out with Jake), and now she hung out with him 24/7.  

"Where's Todd?" I asked, looking around to try to find him.  

"He's getting me lunch. How're you feeling? Is your head better?" She asked, looking a little concerned.  

"Trust me, that's the least of my problems right now.." My voice trailed off. Seeing her confused expression and Todd approaching her from behind, I simply told her I'd talk to her later & made my way to eat lunch alone in the bathroom. I felt like I was in "Mean Girls". The lonely loser who eats in an empty stall in the bathroom. I rolled my eyes at my thoughts and entered the big stall. I heard the door open, followed by a few familiar voices.  

"So what do you think of that new kid, Jake? He's really hot, isn't he?" One of the girls said.  

"He is hot, and now that it's over between him and that slut, it's my turn ladies." Another one of the girls said. I instantly recognized her voice. Piper Jackson. She was one of the most popular, prettiest girls in my grade, but she was also the bitchiest. We've never had a good relationship. She would make fun of me for my parents and steal every guy I would get with.  

I felt a wave of jealousy and anger conquer my body. Piper is NOT going to get with Jake, and ill make sure of it. A few giggles and stupid conversations later, I heard the bell ring and walked out of the bathroom after I knew they were gone for sure.

I walked into last period, knowing I would see Jake there and mentally punched myself. He was sitting all the way in the back corner with his hoodie on, avoiding eye contact with everybody in the room. I sat in the front next to Jazzy and waited until my teacher walked in.  

"Alright class, I don't have much planned for you today, so get with your partners and learn your lines for the play. It's due in 2 weeks!" She said. Shit. I walked to the seat in front of Jake and flipped my desk to face his and sat down.  

"I'm sorry." He said, looking down.  

"Does this mean you're going to tell me now?" I said anxiously.  

"No. I can't do that Sammy. Can you just drop it?" He said, still looking down. I narrowed my eyes at him and grabbed his chin to lift his head up. I met his bloodshot, tired eyes and my eyes grew wide. 

"Are you high?!" I said whispering a little too loudly. He looked down again, not answering my question. "What is wrong with you Jake?!" I asked, angry that he would do such a stupid thing. After waiting for him to respond for what seemed like an hour, he just grabbed his backpack and walked out of class. I didn't even bother going after him. Jake had known me for a while now, and if he payed any attention to anything I've said, he would know how much I hated smoking. Whether it was weed or a cigarette, I hated it.

The bell rang a few minutes later and I ran out, not wanting to be questioned by anybody as to why Jake walked out of class. I stopped by at my locker to get some books and started walking to my car, when I saw Jake get into his car. I started walking there, but as I got closer, I realized there was somebody else in the car with him. I walked faster to reach his car, to find one of Adams football buddies,Tyler, sitting in the car with him. I hid behind one of the cars and tried to make out what he was saying to Tyler. I observed both of their faces instead, after realizing I'm not going to understand what the hell they were saying to each other. Tyler looked pissed & Jake looked defensive and hurt. I finally read his lips as Jake said "I love her". I felt my heart drop. Was he talking about me? Tyler opened the door and I ducked, trying to be out of sight. "Alright pussy. You owe me a hundred bucks though." Tyler said as he stepped out of the car. What was he talking about? "Whatever, I'm done. She's too important to me." Jake said, sounding a little upset as Tyler smirked at him and walked away .I felt even more confused than I did before. What the hell was going on..

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