Save Me // S.W

Chapter 23

Author's note- Might be misspelling.

1 month later.

I'm so pissed. I decide to take a shower to cool down.

I exit the shower. I put on some sweats and a sweater.

I walk into my room and slam the door. I turn up my music full blast.

I hear banging on the door.

"Erin turn down the music!" Shawn yells.

"Fuck off!" I yell back.

He enters and turns off my music.

"What the hell is your problem." I say harshly.

"What's my problem? What's yours! It's 10 in the night. I'm trying to get some sleep. Your playing your music full blast." He yells. I've never seen him this angry.

"Sorry." I whisper.

"Yeah. Whatever." He rolls his eyes and turns to exit.

"Wait Shawn."

"What?" He says annoyed.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yes make it quick. I'm tired."

"I'm just really pissed. Today Sam and I mark 4 months. We were supposed to meet at this restaurant. I wait there for an hour. Sam never showed up. I looked like an idiot. He hasn't answered my texts or calls." I sigh.

"Asshole. Well when he calls you ignore him. He deserves whatever you have in stalk for him." He explains.

"Thanks and sorry." I hug him and he walks to his room.

There's a knock at my window.

Sam there climbing the tree.

"I'm only letting you in because I'm afraid your going to fall and hurt yourself."

"Okay." He stumbles coming in not letting go of his beer bottle.

"Why'd you stand me up at the restaurant?" I ask walking to turn on the light.

He starts laughing.

The lights soonly go on.

"Is there something funny?" I sit next to him.

I look into his eyes. They are red as hell.

"Are you high and drunk?"

"Yeah. Maybe." He laughs once again.

"Your so fucking dumb. You are so ugh." I stand up.

"What so your the only who get drunk?" He says harshly.

"I never said that. Yeah I get a few beers. But really Sam. Weed is worse."

"I didn't come here for a lecture." He scoffs.

"Then why the fuck did you come?" He is pissing me off more.

"I seriously don't know. Now I see it's a mistake."

"Well if it's a mistake then why are you still standing here?"

"Exactly what I'm thinking."

"Oh so now he thinks." I scoff.

He turns around and throws his beer bottle it hits the wall. All the glass falls to the floor.

"What's your problem."

"I don't know. I'm sorry."

"Leave Sam." I sigh walking over to clean the mess.

"I'm sorry Erin."

"Bye Sam."

He sighs and climbs out the window.

What the hell was wrong with him ? I guess when he drinks he turns aggressive. Whatever. I'm going to talk to him tomorrow.