trøuble. (s.w.)

twenty-six.

sammys pov:

1:23 a.m.

anger flows through my veins. nate? my fucking best friend? im not letting this fly. driven by anger, i find myself at nates front door, knocking on it ferociously. "sam, what are you doing here? its late."

my fist meets his face. "why why why why the fuck would you kiss her! you fucking made out with her! stop fucking stealing her from me!" i punch him and punch him until someone pulls me off. breathing heavily, i sit on the ground.

i get up and run out of house, into my car and all the pain and hurt gets to my head. her and nate had a history, i should've seen this coming. shes changed me so much. i never thought id be so head over heels for a girl, ive always been the fuck and chuck type. what if im not what she wants, what if i cant make her happy, what if she doesn't love me? all these thoughts collide in my mind creating a dark cloud of self hate and sadness. i soon find myself sitting on a bar stool drinking my third vodka tonic.

2:46 a.m.

i come home and everything feels dead and empty. my sad and drunk self can barely make it up the stairs. there she is, on my bed, still awake. i open the door, making myself more visible.

shes crying, "sam? i was so worried."

i just stand there and she gets up. standing in front of me, she grabs my face, kissing it.

monotone and emotionless i ask, "do you love me?"

charlotte looks up at me, red puffy eyes. she might be falling apart but she looks like a goddess. shes wearing a shirt of mine. its white and falls mid thigh on her. her hair is falling down her back and she has no makeup on, it all wash away from the tears, the tears i caused. "sam, i love you so much please never leave me."

i begin to cry and she stands on her tippy toes, hugging my neck. i hug her back and put my head in the crook of her neck. "please don't go." i say while tears fall on to the shirt shes wearing.

"im not leaving you, sam, im not leaving you. im right here and im gonna stay here, baby." you can here the sadness and tears in her voice, "i love you, sam, i love you so much."

now, i know she means it.

"i love you too, charlotte."