Chapter 80: Basement Buddies

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*Eli's P.O.V*

As the morning sunlight streamed through the small basement window, I slowly opened my eyes, feeling a bit disoriented. It took a moment for me to realize that I had fallen asleep on the couch down here.

The softness of the blanket draped over me made me smile, knowing that my mom must have tucked me in to keep me warm. She always knows how to take care of me.

But as I stretched and sat up, memories of last night flooded my mind. The image of Sam and Miguel sharing that kiss replayed in my head, and my heart sank all over again.

The pain and sadness I had tried to push away came rushing back, as if it had never left. It felt like a punch in the gut, a reminder of the reality I was desperately trying to escape.

I couldn't help but wonder why it affected me so much. Was it because I still had feelings for Sam? Okay, that's a dumb question. Of course, I still had feelings for Sam. We broke up not that long ago and the break up is still raw. My feelings don't automatically stop.

The emotions swirled within me, leaving me feeling lost and confused.

As I sat there in the basement, wrapped in the comfort of the blanket, I knew I had to face my feelings head-on. It wasn't going to be easy, but I couldn't keep running away from them.

Maybe, just maybe, this was the turning point I needed to find my own happiness, even if it meant letting go of what I thought I wanted.

With the thoughts waving in my head, I stayed on the couch, wrapped in the blanket. I don't have any intention of leaving this spot. Let me drown in my sadness and forget the outside world.

I avoided going on my phone because if I went on it, it would only cause me to go on Sam's account and look at her pictures and I don't want to cause me any more pain.

So I just laid on the couch, staring at the ceiling.

It's summer so I can basically do whatever I want. I have no karate training so I'm free.

And my mom is at work so it's just me at the house.

I don't have to follow any rules.

As I laid on the couch, I heard my phone make a few noises. I glanced at it to see what it was but then my face fell what I saw what it was.

It was messages from Sam.

I instantly rolled my eyes because I really don't want to hear what she has to say. Nothing she can say would fix the damage that she has caused.

I opened the messages but that didn't mean I have to say anything. I wasn't in the mood for it.

Sam👑💜: Eli, can we please talk about this?

Sam👑💜: I'm so sorry.

She can say sorry all she wants, she wasn't going to get an answer from me. I'm not going to forgive her this easy.

I turned my phone off and put it on the table that's in front of me and I stayed, laying on the couch.

I laid there on the couch in the basement, basking in the peaceful silence. It was a rare moment of tranquility, where I could just be alone with my thoughts and let the world fade away.

The stillness wrapped around me like a warm embrace, offering a momentary escape from the chaos that had consumed my mind lately.

But suddenly, the blissful silence was shattered by the sound of frantic footsteps echoing through the basement.

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