SAMMY'S POV
I messed up.
I had slept with one of my closest best friends, and now I had ruined things.
Rachel had burst out of my room with no explanation. And I had been too shocked to do anything. I wanted to stop her, but I didn't want her to feel pressured or forced into being with me. I knew she didn't feel that way about me. She saw me as a player and she had disliked the way I was for the longest time. I had no hope in being with a girl like her. She was smart and driven and stubborn but so strong willed. She was passionate about what she liked and she never let anyone walk over her.
I was a good for nothing drunk, who didn't care about college or about settling down. My life was all about drinking and partying and sleeping with girls.
We were complete opposites, yet I couldn't help but feel a certain warmth in my heart whenever I saw her or thought about her. I coulnd't help but smile like an idiot at the sound of her voice or the way she would growl out my name in the sexiest way whenever she was angry or frustrated with me. And the way she would bite down on her plump lips made me feel sinful. She was the most seductive, beautiful, curvaceous yet delicate girls I had ever met. She joked with me like I was one of her girlfriend. She played with me like I was her brother. She argued with me like we were an old married couple. But most of all, she made me feel cared for in a way that no one (besides my family) had ever made me feel.
And that first night that I had spent with her, I almost burst into joy out of the fact that I finally got to feel her. ALL of her. And the more and more time I spent with her, the more I realized just how much in love with her I was.
I never thought I would ever get to experience anything else with her, but for the last couple of days I had begun to hope that maybe we really could have something.
I had even brought a girl in here knowing Rachel would still be locked inside just to see how she would react seeing me with another girl. And Rachel had acted exactly how I had wanted her to. She had said that the only reason she had scared the other girl away was because she wanted to get her revenge on me, but I knew that wasn't why. I could tell Rachel was jealous at seeing me with someone else. And that had led me to believe that maybe she liked me as much as I liked her.
But now seeing her runaway from me, all that hope had vanished.
Rachel's POV
I had dreaded the next morning knowing I wouldn't be able to avoid Sammy forever and that soon enough I would have to give him an explanation as to why I ran off.
It was time for breakfast and seeing as how I had skipped dinner last night, I was rather starving.
I tiptoed down the stairs, taking one at a time. I peered around the corner and when I saw no one I decided to go down.
But as I stood there on the stairs looking around, I heard a voice whisper in my ear.
"Who you hiding from?" Johnson saig against my ear.
"Holy shit! Johnson! What the hell!" I whispered/yelled.
"Oh is this the walk of shame? I get it, no wonder Sammy left the party early." He grinned.
"Shut up J! I don't want to wake him up!"
"Too late." Sammy said coming around the corner from the kitchen.
Oh, awkward.
"Oh, I didn't....I didn't know....Im..." I sighed, i had no idea what I was supposed to say in this situation.
"Uuuuummmm...Imma head out you guys. You know, before things get more awkward." Johnson said, making things more awkward.
Me and Sammy both stayed silent as we watched him leave.
And once he was gone, it was a game of who could make the less eye contact between the two of us. Safe to say it was a tie.
"Listen, Rachel...about last night... I just- "
"I'm sorry Sammy, I shouldn't have walked out on you like that. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorr-"
"No, don't apoligize. We both knew what that was. It was just sex. A game. Nothing more, right?"
No, not right. It was a hell of a lot more than that.
"Oh, umm, I didn't, I mean...." This was only getting worse. But what else did I expect, I knew damn well Sammy would never want anything with me. I was only fooling myself If I was expecting anything else.
But I had to try one more time.
"Sammy, to me, last night....well it meant something to me." I said
"Wait, what?" Sammy asked surprised, but in that moment we had been interrupted by the front door opening.
It was Jack coming through with a girl tagging along. With a closer look, I realized it was the girl who was with Sammy last night.
Oh, he really was already moving on to his next prey.
"Here ya are Sammy. It was tough finding Blaize, but at last I found her and explained everything to her." Jack announced.
The girl, Blaize, approached Sammy and placed a long and lingering kiss on his lips right in front of me.
"Sammy, baby, I'm sorry I didn't believe you." She said giving me a dirty look.
But Sammy kept his eyes on me.
"Oh, umm, yeah. It's all good. It was just...umm...it was just...." Sammy said, but his thoughts kept getting distracted.
It was my turn to speak up.
"It was my fault Blaize. Sorry I got in between ya'll. But don't worry that won't happen again. I'm moving out so you and Sammy won't have to ever see me again." I stated firmly and made my way back up stairs, once again leaving a shocked Sammy behind.
