Samantha's POV
Days passed by instantly. It's Friday night and I asked Amber to accompany me to attend Kyle's party. I don't know what will happen but I had a bad feeling about how things will turn out tonight. These past few days I tried to cherished every moment I've spent with her. I thought of distancing myself to make it easier for her to hate me but I just can't do it. I love her so much so if these were the last days that I can show her that .. I'll make every smile, hugs and kisses count.
"Babe, Mandy just texted me, they're on their way." Amber smiled sweetly as we made our way to the party.
"Can you pull over?" I don't know what to do anymore but the need to delay our way to Kyle's place came over me.
"Huh? Why? Are you okay?" She questioned looking at me with so much care.
"Just.. Just pull over.." I pleaded hoping that she wouldn't asked anymore.
"Oh.. Okay.. For awhile.. Let me stop at the corner."
I unbuckled my seatbelt and hurriedly made my way to seat on her lap to straddle her.
"Sam.. what's wro-" she tried to talk but I stop her with a kiss. I put both of her hands on my waist and put mine on both of her cheeks. I deepened the kiss but before it can lead to a full make out session, Amber pulled away.
"Hey.. Tell me.. What's wrong babe?" Amber asked again worriedly. She then placed both of her hands on my cheeks to look at me straight in the eyes. I need to do this. I have to make her hate me.
"THERE'S NOTHING WRONG!! GOD! DON'T COMPLICATE THINGS AMBER!! I just want to make out with you before the party! You won't make any move if I'm too drunk to function!! You'll just end up being your OVER PROTECTIVE SELF!!
I hate myself for saying this. But I have to make her believe that I'm too fed up with her kindness. Which isn't the case because I love everything about her. I love how sweet or how protective and caring she can be. I love how the way she respected me. I love her.
Then I felt her hand pulling away from my cheeks. She lowered her gaze looking so down because of my sudden outburst. The image broke my heart. I wanted to take it back. I wanted to tell her the truth. I wanted to say that what I've said is nothing but a lie. But I can't. I can't bring her to this mess.
"I.. I'm sorry if you felt that I'm being too over protective. I didn't mean for you too feel that I'm too controlling or I don't want to do things with you intimately.. It's just.. I.."
"I'm sorry Sam." She whispered still looking down.
It felt like someone just stabbed my heart. It hurts that Amber's hurting because of me and for her to think that I don't like being treated the way she treated me hurts like hell. There's nothing more in this world that I want apart from Amber's love and affection. It's like I made her feel that it's wrong to respect, care and protect me.
I breathed out and continue my act. I went back to my seat and asked her to drive.
"Your seatbelt please." She whispered without looking at me. I bit my lower lip doing everything to hold my emotions.
We are now outside Kyle's place but both of us remained seated silently waiting for each other to make a move. I don't know how long I can continue being a bitch so I decided to unbuckle my seatbelt and just go out. But before I can open my door Amber hurriedly went outside to open mine. But she didn't look at me or even held my hand like she always do to support me as I get off her car. She didn't placed the palm of her hand at the center of my back as we made our way to Kyle's front yard. She always held me close when we walk but not tonight. I felt a pang of pain in my heart when she didn't do all those gestures. I wanted to stop her from walking and just intertwine my hand with hers when we heard Mandy and Sofi calling us.
