A Darker Love

Chapter Twenty Nine- Tragedy

"Umm, fine..." I looked down at the table as Clara laid the clutches underneath me. "Thanks.."

"No problem, Sam." She smiled at me and blinked her big blue eyes at me, sitting in the seat next to me and abandoning her friends at the other table.

"Won't your friends be annoyed at you?" I glanced at them as they glared at us, making my feel uncomfortable and squirm in my seat.

"Oh, them?" She laughed. "Their not my friends, they only talk to me because I use to date Dylan Bryden last year."

I didn't know what to say next so I just sat there awkwardly, fidgeting and swinging my good leg under the table.

"So.... How did you break your leg,  if you don't mind me asking? There's been tons of rumors that the new boy Caleb did it."

"What?" I looked at her angrily. "Who said that?" I bunched my hands into fists and felt my face going red.

She looked at me and saw me hands, smiling a bit. "I have no idea, just gossip. I take it that it's not true then?"

"No, he won't do that..." I relaxed a bit.

"But he did take you away right? I mean to like New York? That was one of the other things I heard that you and him went on a romantic getaway in New York." She grinned and looked at me. "Then you had sex in the car park of McDonalds...."

I laughed and then shook my head. "Yeah, he took me to the New York but we didn't fuck in the car park."

"Too classy for that?" She raised an eyebrow and then laughed. "Does sound cute though, I can't believe he paid for all that just for you."

"Yeah, it was good." I smiled happily to myself then told her all about the trip, leaving out the part where the vampires kidnapped me and broke my arm and leg.

She hung on every word when I told her about the kiss in the rain on top of the Empire State Building, I told her how it felt kissing him and she listened like it was a fairy story.

"Wow, just... wow." She sighed happily. "Okay, I'm jealous I have to admit."

I laughed back and smiled. "I like him a lot, he's really sweet and a great laugh."

"Stop it!" She laughed. "Your making me even more jealous! Dylan was never like that with me, he just wanted to grope and fuck me every ten minutes, there was never any cute stuff like you describe." She looked down dolefully and sighed.

"I'm sure you'll meet someone, I never thought I would."

"Your so lucky, honestly. Half the boys in this school are arseholes and the nice ones are all gay."

"Yeah, I know."

The bell rang and we waved goodbye to each other, laughing. I felt a bit better after that class about the rest of the day. I went to my next class and took a deep breath, looking inside and seeing Kayla kissing Mark. I shivered and then tried not to puke, going into the class and flopping down across from her.

"Sam!" She got up and hugged me tightly, smiling widely.

"Hi." I waved gingerly and then tried to smile.

"How've been? I visited you in hospital but you were asleep, we were so worried about you!"

"We? Oh..." I stared at her and Mark clasping hands, feeling a lump in my throat.

"Yeah, we." She gazed into his eyes and rubbed her nose against his.

"Lovely." I looked away and wretched, leaning on the back of the chair.

We continued to snuggle all through the class as I struggled through the questions that Mr Davies had given us even more than usual. I caught Isaac staring at me from the other side of class room before he quickly looked down and continued with his own work, he kept doing it but I eventually just started ignoring which made him stare even more.

When the bell rang I ran out of the class, well I tried to run in my stupid cast which was really hard. I was almost half away to the door when a massive hand grabs my shoulder and held me back.

"What?"

I turned around and saw a blushing Isaac, he was scratching his neck awkwardly and staring down at me with sad eyes.

"Ehhh, hi Sam."

I stared at his hand still on my shoulder and then gently took it off. "Umm, hi Isaac."

He shuffled his feet awkwardly. "How... how you been?"

"Good, what about you?"

"Good, good."

There was an awful silence between us, it was like we couldn't be around each other anymore and it made me feel like shit because he was one of my oldest friends.

"Listen..." He said after a while. "I'm sorry about what happened in at the bonfire. I got really drunk and then I just kept thinking of you all the time and it got a bit out of control..."

"A lot of stuff happened at the bonfire, Isaac but what you did to me was one of the worse things you could do." I sighed. "I don't care if you were drunk, if I wasn't able to push you off something really bad would have happened."

He gulped. "I know but I would have stopped that before anything... major happened."

I frowned. "I don't know if you would of though, you were really drunk Isaac and you wouldn't listen to me."

"I'm still sorry thought Sam, I really am. I just really liked you, I still do... And when I heard you were in the hospital it was so awful." He gulped. "And that's when I realized."

I looked at him worriedly. "Realized what?"

"I love you, Sam."

I froze, I couldn't look at him. It was the first time anyone had even told me that, apart from my mom and dad obviously but he was the first real guy and not the one I wanted. I felt his glaze still engraving into my skin, burning me with his pupils and I edged away and ran. I didn't care if I had this stupid cast on I ran like a cheetah to get away from him. I ran into the lift where he couldn't follow me but then it happened.

Just as Isaac reached out to stop me the lift shut on his hand and I screamed. I heard the crunch when the doors squeezed shut and crushed his hand between the two metal doors. I bashed the button repeatedly, trying to open the door to release his hand when finally it opened. I jumped out beside him and rubbed his shoulder.

"It's going to be okay." I broke down beside his crouching body and cried with him because I knew he'd never play football again, and it was all my fault.