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26 | secrets have been told.. or shown

Carl ignored Ron and began to think, how many secrets does Sam have to hide them from Carl? And why does he? Are they bad? Dangerous? Stupid? Who knows.

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Sam walked back over to Carl after a few minutes, he noticed Ron talking to him, "what the hell are you doing here?"

"None of your business," Ron spoke to Sam, looking at him.

Sam grabbed Carl's wrist carefully and looked at him, "did he say anything-"

"I did, That's how people talk smartass."

Sam looked at Ron and rolled his eyes, "can you like, leave and just go make out with Enid or something?"

"I'm good loser, but thanks."

"how about you just fucking leave us the hell alone, before I do something?" Sam asked, glaring at him.

Ron stood from the counter, walking over to him, "The fuck are you talking about? Are you going to punch me in the nose again? Make me run off afterwards? Cause that's not happening."

Sam looked at him, opening his mouth to speak but someone spoke before he could.

"Hey, Sam! Did you bring it?" a red headed teen boy asked as he walked up to Sam, "what?"

"You said you would bring the bottle of Alcohol."

Carl looked at Sam, when did Sam get alcohol and where did he get it from? Is that why Sam's been acting a little.. unusual?

"Yeah, I did. It's in my bag." Sam said as he gave Max, the boy his bag.

Max smirked and pulled out a bottle, it had alcohol in it, he held it in front of him, "who wants a drink?"

Everyone, except Sam, Carl and Sarah, cheered, looking at Max.

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ax turned and looked at Sam, "since you brought it, you can take the first." He said handing the glass bottle to the teen.

Everyone stood around Sam, waiting for him to drink.

Sam swallowed and held the bottle in his hands, he looked at everyone, he spotted Carl over his shoulder, who shook his head lightly, telling Sam he shouldn't do it.

But Sam exhaled and didn't listen, he looked ahead and opened the bottle, he began to drink it, after a few sips he pulled away and looked at everyone, who just suddenly laughed and cheered at what he just did.

"Sam,"

He heard from behind him, he turned and looked at Sarah, he saw Carl wasn't next to her anymore, nor was Ron.

"Shit." He cussed under his breath, he immediately started looking for Carl, but he wasn't in the room, he checked outside and saw Carl sitting on the front porch, sitting on the steps as Ron was talking to him quietly about something, Sam noticed Carl was softly crying.

Sam quickly walked over and stood between Ron and Carl, looking at Ron, giving him a glare, "get away from him."

"Relax asshat, I'm just talking to him." Ron said to him, looking at him, he then went to try to walk past Sam.

Sam pushed Ron back, away from Carl, "I said to back off, don't make me tell you twice."

Ron looked at him once more before looking away, "thought you would have the secrets kept hidden, huh? Well now, pretty much everyone at school knows, including your little Bitc-" Sam interrupted Ron by punching him in the jaw.

Ron stepped back, looking at him before wiping the blood off his mouth with his sleeve, him then throwing a punch to Sam in the stomach.

Sam doubled over in pain, holding his stomach as a tear ran down his cheek.

"I said I was talking to him, leave us alone before I get more pissed." Ron said quietly to Sam, looking at him.

Sam took a deep breath, he closed his eyes before he opened them again, tackling Ron to the ground, holding him down on the Grass, punching him. Harder than before.

"Sam! Stop it!" Carl shouted at him, standing up in fear as he saw what was happening.

A few Teens ran outside as they saw, Sarah ran up behind Sam, grabbing his arm away from Ron's Face, "Sam, quit-"

Sam pushed Sarah off him, her Landing on the ground, Sam looked at Ron who was under him, trying to fight back.

Sam grabbed both of Ron's wrists and held them down, above his head, "I said to leave him alone."

"Go to hell." Ron said as he flipped himself onto Sam, punching him in the temple.

Sam groaned in pain, but it didn't stop him from shouting, "None of this would've happened if you just stopped, dad!" Sam shouted in Ron's Face, anger was showing in Sam's eyes.

Everyone almost froze immediately after Sam said the word 'dad'. Was Sam thinking about his dad and it made him say that?

Suddenly Sam was pulled away from Ron, "let me go!" Sam said loudly, he looked up to see the person who was dragging him away, it was Cameron.

"Sam, that's enough." Cameron told him, Sam Stood up and looked at him, "no, it's not. I am tired of dealing with his bull-" Sam stopped speaking mid sentence and placed his hand on his forehead, breathing heavily as he looked at the ground.

"Sam?" Cameron asked, he slowly held his hand out to place it on Sam's shoulder but, instead, Sam just stormed off into the house, going upstairs.

"Fucking crazy bitch." Ron said as he stood up from off the grass, brushing himself off.

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"Sammy? Are you okay?" Carl asked softly as he walked inside an empty bedroom, he saw Sam sitting on the bed, Carl shut the door behind him and walked over to Sam.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here."

"Sam it's not you, it's him,"

Sam sighed as he didn't meet his eyes.

"Let's just-" Carl's eyes trailed from Sam's to his body and limbs, noticing scratches and bruises all over.

"Sam, you're bleeding." Carl said softly as he was surprised, "I'm fine, it's just scratches."

Carl exhaled and turned, he opened Sam's bag that was on the floor by them and pulled out a first aid kit, looking at Sam again as he set the small bag of medical stuff, opening it.

"Take off your shirt."