rent a girl // s.w

thirty

cara's pov

i put my head down on the kitchen table and sighed.

"hey sammy? we need to talk," i called into the living room.

he looked up from his xbox and paused the game. he dropped the remote onto the couch and walked into the kitchen, sitting down next to me.

"what's up?" he sighed.

i paused for a few moments, trying to think of what to say.

"um, w-what's going on between us?" i asked, faltering a little.

he looked confused, "what do you mean?"

"don't act like that. seriously, you know what i mean, sam! everything's so awkward between us lately and i don't even know why! like, why is it so tense?"

sam rubbed his palm over his face and let out a rushed breath.

"uh, i don't know, cara! why're you asking me, you're the one who's always trying to cling onto me, why don't you ask yourself that!" he said, randomly raising his voice.

i was taken aback. i made a confused face and looked at him.

"what?"

"yeah, you heard me. i don't want to be rude, but seriously, there's some days where our relationship isn't exactly my number one priority. i have a job, and a life!" he said, saying "life" slower and spreading out the word.

my eyes widened, i didn't know sam was under that much stress.

"well, ok, you should've told me, sam! i didn't know, otherwise i wouldn't have been so 'clingy' or whatever," i said.

he looked up for a moment and i leaned back down, relaxing myself a little.