Lost Time

Chapter Six- Dark Skies

I sat at my desk and tried to come up with another paragraph for my psychology essay that was due tommorrow. I had already written three pages and I only needed one more paragraph to meet the correct word count. The house was completely silent which bothered me more than I would admit. Sam had been working late shifts for several days now and Malcom was out with some friends. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair and tried to force myself to concentrate. I glanced at the clock which read 8:30p.m., but it felt like 10p.m.
I got up from the chair and made my way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. I filled the glass to the brim and placed the pitcher back into the fridge. I went to quickly grab the glass, but the condensation caused it to slip from my grip. The glass shattered on impact and water exploded over the kitchen floor. I stared at it for a moment.
"I'm so disapointed in you." I laughed at my own insanity, as I went to grab a broom. I cleaned up the mess and went back to working on my paper.

One hour later, I finally finished my paper and emailed it to my professor. I was mentally exhausted after working so long on it. I turned towards the door, as Samantha barged into the room coming home from work.
"Hey sweetie." I helped her set down some grocery bags. "I see you went shopping?" I peeked into one of the bags.
"Oh no you dont" She snatched the bag away. "These are form a special someone's birthday." She swatted my hands away. My birthday was tommorrow, but my parents had agreed not to throw some extravagant party. After the last one, I could see why they were inclined to agree with me. I had encountered Chad at their last party and I had no issue insulting him, his family, and their friends.
"What'd cha' get me?" I made a puppy dog face.
"None of your business." She gave me a beaming smile.
"I wish you were here more often." I maintain eye contact.
"Me too, but work has been killing me lately." She grew cold and I could tell she wasn't telling the truth.
"What's your honest answer?" I moved closer to her.
"That is my hon-" She was cut off.
"Hello, hon!" Malcom entered the kitchen and pulled me into a hug. That was when I saw Sam's eyes, they were so full of longing and pain. I realized why she had made sure she wasn't home lately. I hadn't been spending enough time with her lately, and I hadn't even noticed. I stepped away from Malcom and went over to Sam.
"How about tommorrow we spend my birthday shopping. Just us." Her face lit up.
"What about me?" Malcom made a pouty face.
"You can do whatever you want, but Sam and I need some time together." I wouldn't ignore her this time.
"If it's what you want to do that's fine." I was surprised Malcom caved so easily.
"Thank you." I kissed his cheek and went to order a us some dinner.

I woke up at 9a.m. and it felt like my body was going to shatter into pieces if I moved. I had fallen asleep in Malcom's arms, but the position my back had been arched was a death trap. I was excited for my day with Samantha, but I hoped that Malcolm wouldn't get too lonely. It was just like me and Samantha had lost the connection, as if we had been to passing ships in the night and I was determined two mend that bond. It was almost like she had been avoiding me lately and I was bound to find out why and our shopping trip today. I was hoping she wasn't mad at me or upset which I couldn't remember anything I done to her.
I just anticipated that's day was not going to end well...

Hello everyone,
Sorry for such a small chapter I've just been really busy lately with my own life which has affected how often and how well I can write. But I hope to back in the swing of things within the next two days and I will try to have a longer new chapter within the coming week. Please let me know what you think the problem between Samantha and do not you approve of Malcolm staying Lily's boyfriend. Thanks for all your love and support so sorry about this but I promise to be back with a new chapter here soon.
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