trøuble. (s.w.)

thirty.

"char, char, baby, wake up."  my eyes flutter open and i see sam. "h-how did i get here?" the last thing i remember being in the guest room in the jacks and nate's house. i examine my surroundings, as far as it seems, im still there, sam is too i guess.

"get where, babygirl? you've been here. the only that changed is that im here too." i sit up and look him in the eyes. he looks distraught, sad, and hungover. "come on, char, please, please, take me back." "sam." "char, give me another chance."

i get up, leaving him alone, and go into the bathroom for a shower. i brush my teeth and hop in, the whole time hearing sam bang on the door. "char, baby, please let me in, char, im sorry." once im done, i open the door, pushing him out of the way, and go back into my room only to shut and lock him out once again.

i keep my hair in its natural waves and put on my outfit (outfit above). i add some winged eye liner, foundation, and mascara. 10:45, 15 minutes too spare before me and jack go out. i don't know how sam will take it and i really don't want to think about it but its there and i cant help it.

"char, open up. its jack." i open the door and engulf him in a hug, "hi, g." i see sam staring at us the entire time and cant help but feel guilty. 

suddenly, he pushes jack out of my arms. "char, please tell me what your plans for today are." i look down at my feet. "char, are you going on a date with him?" now hes screaming, making me shrink in my own skin. "fuck!" he runs his hand through his hair and kicks the wall. "sam, i-i think you should leave."

he grabs my shoulders, squishing my small frame together. "what? so you can go out with him? so you can fuck him? god, char, youre such a whore. we take a break for less than a goddamn day!" tears begin to pour out of my eyes. "leave, sam, fucking leave!"

he lets go of me, "fine, char! ill fucking leave. just fucking remember, you knew i was trouble, you knew i was bad so why did you get caught up with me? huh?" with that he pushes gilinsky against the wall, kneeing him in his dick then getting a few punches in before taking off.

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"god, hes right. im a whore. im a fuck up. im an awful person. god, i want him back. hes so toxic and so addicting, hes my drug, g, what do i do?" i sob into jacks chest. "char, i love you but, go get him back." i look up, "and how do you expect me to do that?" he playfully rolls his eyes, "you have a car, go down to his house and make up. bada bing bada boom!" i smile and get up, "worth a shot, right?" "yes, char! you got it!" gilinsky yells while i get into my car and i playfully shake my head. "love you, g!"

i arrive at sams house, take a deep, deep breath, and climb out of the car. walking up to the door, i begin to hyperventilate. i ring the doorbell and he opens it immediately, "charlo-" i cut him off, "shut the fuck up" with that, i smash our lips together. he begins walking backwards into the house.

we finally make it to the couch, not separating our lips once. he lays down and i straddle him. i finally unhook our lips, "baby, i missed you." "i missed you too, sam."

"im never, ever, letting go of you again, charlotte, never. char, i-i love you."

"sam, i love you too."