|Sparks Fly| A Hawk/Sam Fanfiction

Chapter 68: Unforeseen Reunions

*Sam's P.O.V*

"So you're just going to eat all of the grape uncrustables?" Anthony asked me as he came into the living room.

I'm sitting on the couch - in my pajamas with a blanket over me as I was eating, as Anthony said, grape uncrustables and I also went on a Starbucks run before I made myself comfortable. I'm taking a me day and going to do whatever I want and whatever I please. Getting Starbucks was necessary and eating these grape uncrustables just provided the sweetness I needed.

"There were only two left in the box." I said to my younger brother. "You need to chill."

"Yeah, and like I said, you ate all of them."

I rolled my eyes. He's so dramatic. "Dad will buy you some more, you moron."

I watched my brother scoff. "Are you okay? Are you missing Eli so much that you now have to act like this to me? Or anyone you cross paths with?"

"I wouldn't have said that if I were you." I glared at him. "I'm the one that knows karate. You don't. I can easily kick your ass."

"You're not acting like yourself, Sam."

"You know nothing."

"I'm your brother, genius." He said as he sat down on the couch too, "I know you pretty well."

So there I was, sitting on the couch, shooting daggers at Anthony with my eyes. He had the nerve to claim that he knew me so well. I couldn't help but feel a surge of annoyance coursing through my veins. We were sitting across from each other, and the tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. How could he possibly think he understood me?

As I glared at Anthony, I couldn't shake off the mix of frustration and disbelief bubbling inside me. It felt like he was pushing all the wrong buttons, and it was driving me crazy. Why did he always have to act like he had me all figured out?

But beneath the annoyance, a pang of guilt started to gnaw at me. Deep down, I knew Anthony hadn't done anything wrong. He was just being himself, trying to connect with me in his own way. It wasn't fair for me to snap at him. I couldn't help but feel remorseful for my outburst.

The truth hit me like a ton of bricks. I had lashed out at another person, someone who didn't deserve it. It was a knee-jerk reaction fueled by my own frustrations and insecurities. I had let my emotions get the best of me, and now I had to face the consequences.

As I looked at Anthony, I could see the hurt in his eyes. He didn't deserve my annoyance or my sharp words. Taking a deep breath, I mustered up the courage to apologize, to acknowledge my mistake and make things right. It was time to show Anthony that I valued him and that I was sorry for taking my frustrations out on him.

In that moment, as our eyes met again, I realized the importance of forgiveness and understanding in any relationship. I made a promise to myself to work on controlling my emotions and communicating more effectively. Anthony was my brother, and he deserved better than my misplaced anger.

"I'm sorry for how I'm acting." I apologized to him.

"It's okay, Sam. I know things have been tough for you lately. With the tournament and your breakup with Eli."

My heart twitched at the mention of my breakup with Eli. It still hurts. It hurts a lot. Every time I'm hurting, I always think of him and want him near me. I want him to tell me that everything will be alright.

"Eli and I are still friends though."

"Well, that's good." My brother nodded.

"Yeah." I said but then I looked towards the ground as I said it. There's a bit of pain with that because I do miss having him as my boyfriend.