Adopted By Hamilton

Chapter 26. Nurses Office

Sam's POV

I woke up the next day with a massive migraine and my stupid alarm blaring. I hate school, it's literally so dumb. The only good thing that has come out of this school year is my friendship with Logan and Jada. Them, Aniyah and I have become a friend group and I couldn't be happier. Also, my friends and I are in a bunch of classes together so it has been fun. And it's Friday so I'm not super mad.

My mind has kind of changed with choir and Theater production. Granted I have only been in them for a day, however I have them with my friends so it's not so horrible. I'm pretty sure they are announcing the spring musical next week so that is exciting.

I dragged myself out of my bed and threw on clothes. I tried again with my binder, slipping the tight piece of fabric around my head and on my chest. It hurt slightly. It will be fine today. It's only a few hours. My ribs definitely hurt, but not enough to make me take it off. Not like yesterday.

I put on a black hoodie with a Brooklyn Nets jersey on top. Jazzy got the jersey for me for Christmas. I'm not a huge basketball fan, but I had mentioned it so she got the jersey for me. She also said that we could go see a game if I wanted to.

I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, put on cologne, then deodorant, and put my rings on. There then was a sharp stabbing in my ribs. I winced a little. The pain quickly subsides but left me concerned. It's okay. It's just one little pain.

I left the bathroom and went into the kitchen. Lin was sitting in there nursing a coffee. "There is more in the pot if you want some," he casually said, and pointed to the coffee pot. I nodded and grabbed a travel cup from the cabinet, then poured the coffee into said cup.

"Bye Lin." I said as I started for the door.

"Hey, grab something to eat please," he said as he looked at his phone. I groaned internally and went over to the fruit bowl, grabbing the smallest orange. He didn't have to know it was the smallest. As I reached for the orange the stabbing in my rib cage came back. I winced and went silent as I remembered that Lin was near.

He looked up from the importance of his phone with a questioning gaze. Shit. "You okay?" He asked calmly. Shit shit shit shit. Play it cool. I nodded with the stabbing still lingering. I put on a smile to make it more believable.

"Samuel, are you sure?" I knew he didn't believe me when he used my full name. "Lin I'm fine," I said, less than convincing. He tapped the seat next to him signaling for me to sit next to him. "Lin, I'm going to be late," I said, trying to get out of there as fast as possible. "No you aren't, I took that same train for twelve years," he rebutted. I sighed and sat next to him, sipping on my coffee.

"Did you hurt yourself?" He asked to get to the point. Wow, I really hate black coffee. "Sam?" He broke my trance. "No Lin, I didn't hurt myself. And quite frankly I find it really hurtful that you would think I am so fragile, and after anything bad, I would just go slice up my body," I got angry. I regretted it instantly. But instead of apologizing I got up from my seat and left the apartment.

I hated myself for yelling at Lin like that. He has been more than nice to me, even letting me into his home. You don't deserve him. And that was the thought that ran deep through my mind the whole train ride. You don't deserve him Sam. He doesn't even know you. He will find out your truth and it will repeat itself. It always repeats. You are unloveable. He is trying to love you, don't let him. You will get attached and then it repeats. It just repeats. It always repeats.

After my journey to school, I walked in the front doors and made my way to first period with a hitch in my breath. The looming emptiness was thick in the air.