runaway > 5sos

chapter 3

samantha

My alarm went off, and i hit snooze at least 3 times. "samantha you gotta get up sweetheart." Liz opened my door and said, then closed it. I sighed, not ready to take on the day. Instead of getting up i just played with the soft, lace, blanket laying on top of my bed.

Eventually, i came to the conclusion that i had to get out of bed. i pushed the blanket off of me and stood up, walking to the bathroom. i quickly took a shower, knowing that i dont have much time. i quickly brushed through my hair and blew dry it, making sure to put heat protectant in it first.

I changed into a black&white stripe  halter top, black shorts, and my black vans. i did my makeup, being extra careful when i did my top winged eyeliner. I jogged downstairs to Luke, Ben, Jack, Liz, and Andrew all sitting on the couch with impatient looks on their face.

"im sorry." i apologized, feeling bad. i shouldve just gotten up when my alarm first went off. Andrew shrugged and we all got into the car. Luke insisted that i sat next to him, i tried to argue but i didnt want to hold us back more then i already did. He tried to talk to me multiple times, but i just ignored him. I looked out the window at the passing cars and then i remembered something.

"i checked my email last night, and the guidance counselor emailed me, saying that i can skip my senior year and graduate in a month." i told everyone. "that is great!" Liz exclaimed, and i smiled. im happy that i can make her proud. "but i dont think i want to do it. i want to experience my senior year." i explained, and liz nodded.

It is now around 8 o'clock and we are at olive garden, like usual, and we are eating dinner. "so are you excited to be back?" ben asked luke.

"no. not when my own girlfriend wont talk to me for no reason." Luke responded. My mouth dropped. Samantha, keep your cool. its fine. hes dumb. youre great. "but whatever thats her problem, not mine." he then said, and i could feel my face going red. 

"luke, knock it off." Andrew said, and i didnt know if he was doing it for my sake, or if he didnt want to look bad in public. 

"seriously luke?! you ignored me! for over a month! i have a reason to be mad!" i shouted.

"really samantha. youre fucking insane. sit down." Luke responded, and i felt my heart shatter. I stood up, and ran outside. i sat on the bench, with my palms covering my eyes.

"samantha come on." i looked up and luke was standing in front of me. I stood up and looked into his eyes, which were bloodshot.

"oh my god. youre drunk." i said, gasping. He just shrugged and rolled his eyes. I went to turn away, but he grabbed ahold of my wrist, pulling me back to him.

"ow! god damnit luke let go of me!" i shouted, and my wrist was bruising. but he didnt let go. he just held on tighter. i pulled away from his grasp, and started to run towards my house. Of course, it started to rain. At least no one will be able to see the tears pouring down my face. I dont know what hurts more, my wrist or my heart. When i got to the house, i ran to the kitchen and got an ice pack and went up to my room. i grabbed my keys and purse and drove to the emergency room, because im almost positive my wrist is broke.

After about 4 hours, and over 20 texts from everyone, i finally left the hospital, with a black cast on my arm. It was almost impossible to drive, but i figured it out. When i walked in the house, i was attacked with questions.

"oh my god what happened?!" Liz exclaimed. 

"i broke my wrist." i said, and looked over at luke, he was clearly sober now. His eyes went huge and i looked back at liz.

"when i was walking home, i fell. im fine." i said, and walked up to my room. i closed the door behind me and tried to go to sleep, but it was hard. my arm is constantly in pain and advil does not help. 

a/n: woahh that was intense