Perfect

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Mays POV

I flinched as the door closed behind Riley, leaving me alone with Sam.

Talk about deja vu.

Sams eyes looked guilty for some reason, I had no clue why.

He silently walked over and sat in the chair.

I looked down at my hands and then spoke.

"Sam, Im sorry I ran off like that. I-I just needed to get away for a bit. I was just...touchy after the whole thing with mom. Its not that I dont love her it-its just that I just dont consider her my mom anymore. She wouldnt care if I were to go out all night and do whatever, she would just act as if it were someone elses problem. You know what? That first year, the first year mom abandoned us was the first year I drank alcohol. It was at some stupid party I went to for absolutely no reason. It was just a glass. I knew I smelt like it, I wanted to see if mom would notice. She didnt," there were tears in my eyes, "You were on a school trip. But if you were home you wouldve done something. Because you care. And I dont really give a damn if I lose mom, because in my mind I already have. I wont lose you though Sam. Never." My voice broke.

And then I saw it, when I looked up, there were tears running down his broken face.

Sam had never cried. Not at dads funeral, not when mom gave up on us, not ever.

"May, I wont ever stop caring. You wont ever lose me, no matter what. I know that Im not dad, I know I wont ever replace him. But I can still protect you, which is what Ill always do." he whispered.

I gave him a teary smile as he walked up to me and kissed me on the forehead.

"So, how are you champ?" he said, his voice slightly more cheery.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Glad to be alive." I muttered.

His smile wiltered slightly.

"Youll get better soon. Oh and I have to tell you something." he scratched the back of his neck nervously.

I scrunched up my face in confusion.

"What?" I said warily.

"Uhh, mom kinda wants to see you?" he squeaked.

My eyes widened and I gasped.

"No." I said firmly.

"Are you sure?" he asked hesitantly.

"Please, this is stressful enough. I dont have anything to say to her right now. Dont let her in, please." I begged quietly.

He sighed and nodded.

I tried to change the subject.

"Soo. When do I get out of here?" I said, noticing how scratchy my voice was.

He gave me a small smile.

"Only for about another week." he said breezily, standing up.

"A week?!", I squeaked in surprise, "I thought that it was gonna take atleast a month for this to heal. I mean, of course I want to get out of here but, a week doesnt sound right."

He chuckled and reached over to ruffle my hair, making me grimace.

"Well thats how it will take you to heal." Something flashed in his eyes, I knew he was keeping something from me.

He said his good bye and left, joking that after four days he can finally go to the bathroom.

A few momemts after he shut the door behind him, someone slipped in.

Rileys emerald eyes twinkled as he smirked at me. I wanted to kiss him again. And again.

He sauntered in and dropped into the chair beside me, he seemed to be checking me out.

"Like what you see?" I joked, surprised by my confidence.

He grinned and his eyes turned serious.

"More than you know." he whispered, leaning forward.

His lips were about to touch mine, when the door opened suddenly, slamming into the wall.

We both pulled away quickly and I stiffened when I saw it was my mother.

Sam stormed in behind her, looking furious as he grabbed her arm and tried to pull her out.

"Mom, she doesnt need the stress right now-"I cut my brother off.

"Shes already here, Sam. I needed to talk to her anyways." I said in a small voice.

Sam sighed and released her arm, backing out of the room.

Riley stared at me for a moment and I nodded slightly. He too got up and walked out, leaving me with my mother.

I turned my attention to her, she was glaring at me.

"Why the hell were you driving so late at night? You couldve gotten killed!" Her voice shook with anger.

I snorted in disbelief.

"Oh, killed? Now why would you care at all if I got killed, Carol?" I said breezily, trying not to show how angry I was.

She let out a little shriek of anger and glared at me.

"I am "mom" to you, not Carol!" she screamed.

Jeez, whats her problem? I scoffed and closed my eyes, leaning my head back into my pillow.

"You are a selfish, uncaring hypocrite and I dont want to talk to you." I said, most definitely pissing her off with my "I dont care" attitude.

"How the hell am I a hypocrite?" She shrieked, her face turning red.

I finally snapped.

"Why?! Because why should I call you something that you arent?! Why should I answer any of your questions? Notice how you havent asked me once how Im feeling? Why I even left home anyways? No, of course not! BECAUSE YOU DONT CARE!" I screamed, "Well guess what? Im done. Im finding somewhere else to stay. I dont care where as long as Im some where very far away from you. Please leave now. I have nothing left to say."

I sounded defeated and sad. Carols shoulders slumped when she realized that she wouldnt be getting any second chances.

And then I watched as Carol left the room.

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Authors note

Whos she gonna move in with?

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