Addicted to Heartache

Chapter 2 Part 2: Breakfast at Scarlet's

The next morning I woke up to knocking on my room door.
"Mom go away!" I pulled my covers over my face and rolled over.
"But I brought you your breakfast"
I say up in the bed, knowing that wasn't my moms voice. I saw Sam carrying a food tray with a bowl of cereal and fruit on it.
I was so embarrassed I covered my face.
"What are you doing in here?" I laughed
"It's 7:10. Your mom left but she said she loved you and made me promise that we'd go to school."
Sam laughed as he talked.
"Shit I'm sorry. I made you late on just your second week! You should've woken me up."
Sam say the tray down on the bed.
"No it's all good. Plus I got to get in the final details on my sketch while you were sleeping."
Not going to lie I thought it was a little creepy that he drew me as I slept.
"I guess I don't really have time to eat and take a shower."
Sam sat down on the bed.
"Your mom said we had to go to school, she didn't say when"
Sam smirked and leaned in.
I wanted to kiss him so badly.
He grabbed and apple off of my tray and turned around right before our lips touched.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. I don't really know you that well so don't steal anything or spy on me in the shower or anything weird like that."
Sam laughed and took a bite of the apple.
"I'll be here when you get out"

I took my time in the shower. I felt gross about what happened the night before. Especially since Sam and I were practically dating now. He brought me breakfast in bed! Why on earth would I risk my chances with someone like that. I got out and dried off. I figured since we had time I would just wrap my hair in a towel and blow dry it later. I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top for the time being.

"I hope you didn't steal anything." I said jokingly as I opened the door.
Sam wasn't smiling, he was standing still with the most horrible look of disbelief on his face.
"You slept with him?"
He held up my phone. I figured either Lucas called or Sam read our text.
"Sam.. I didn't know-"
Sam tossed my phone on my bed and headed down the stairs.
"You told me you weren't going back to him. I thought we had a chance."
I followed behind him.
"We do. I really like you Sam you just don't understand. I didn't mean for it to happen."
Sam stopped in the middle of his steps and turned around.
"Just like he didn't mean to hit you? You know what? Fine. If you would rather crawl back to someone who treats you like shit go ahead."

I didn't understand why he was acting that way. We weren't dating. Hell, I didn't even know he had feelings for me until right then. I guess he was just frustrated.

I was halfway down the steps by the time Sam made it to the door and slammed it behind him, shaking the whole house.