Forgive and forget l.h ≪book 2≫

Chapter 12

Violets POV

As I was walking, I found myself looking at different picture of Sam and I. One when she had green hair. That was real fun to do.

"I don't think you should do it, Sammy." I say, and she insists that she does.

Being the idiot that she is, she forced me to play truth or dare with our friends. They dared Sam to dye her hair green which is is her least favorite color. She wanted to get it over with, but she was really fascinated when I did it.

She grabbed the dye off the shelf, and she seemed really excited. Then she gasped.

"Can I put a streak of green in yours?!" She asked, and I said no. No way in hell am I doing that. I'm not running my luscious blue hair.

We paid for it, and we got in the car. I was pissed when she spilled some of it, and it wasn't even my car.

We ran into her house, and she clearly had a bit too much beer.

She sat on the toilet, and it was funny watching her wince at the bleach.

When we were finished, I was surprised when she said she liked it. Dying her hair suit her too.

That was her first time dying her hair, and it was funny when she was gagging at the bleach. She was also screaming. I think she temporarily blew out my eardrum.

I looked at another picture where she had her brown hair. It was longer then. It hung right under her boobs, and it had this nice natural wave to it.

We were at the waterpark that day, and my old friend Leo was kissing her.

We were about 16 in this photo, and it was my first time dying my hair then. It was a dark blue then, and I was surprised that it looked good on.

What was funny that day was Leo kept teasing her, and he looked away from her for two seconds, and she was gone.

We spent about 30 minutes looking for her till we found her playing with little kids in the kiddy pool area.

"Sam?! I'm sorry!" Leo yelled in my ear, and then he laughs.

"What are you laughing at?" I ask, and he points towards Sam who was dancing with a little girl in the water.

A little boy jumped on her back, and she got on all fours like a horse. Kids started lining up to ride her, and she made us join her.

I walk into the hotel, and press the button for our floor.

The door opened, and I grabbed the keycard from my pocket for the room. I slowly open the door, and they are all passed out. Of course it had to be in my room.

I walk into Ashton's room, and I laid down in the bed. I closed my eyes, but all I could think about was Sam.

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I wake up, and I don't see the guys in here at all. I get up, dragging my feet, and head to Luke's room.

I walk in, and the guys turn their heads towards me.

Luke started walking towards me, but I walk past him to talk to Ashton. I'm not talking to Luke right now.

"You okay?" Ashton asked, and I nod. He takes a sip from his coffee, and I could hear Luke talking with the others behind me.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked, and I could feel Luke's glare burning the back of my head.

"Well, we wanted to, but Luke wanted you to sleep. He just felt sorry. But why did you start crying when you'd started walking away?" He asked, a bit of concern in his voice.

"Um, it kinda reminded me of Sam, and I guess I just broke for a second. I'm okay now, I swear." I said, trying to convince him that I was okay with it.

Michael comes over, and hugs me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I can't hug my second favorite person in the world?"

"Second?"

"Luke is my first."

I let go, and Ashton hands me a cup of coffee. I mumble a 'thanks', and the rest come over to the counter.

"Hey." Luke said, and I look at him. As much as I want to tell him, I just can't. I don't know why, but I can't.

But before I can walk away, Luke decides to do that with me.

He walks into the other room, and he then looks at me.

"I'm sorry." Is all he says.

"Luke, I'm fine. I just didn't want to ride in the car while you were drunk driving."

"I'm not stupid, V."

"I never said you were, but if you're insisting..."

"Stop. I'm sorry, and I know something is bothering you. Can you tell me?" He pleaded.

"I can, but I can't because I'm fine."

"I know when you're not okay. You bite at your lip, you pull at your bracelets, and you switch from one foot to the other ever few minutes. So, don't tell me something isn't wrong."

"I'm not going to because there kind of is."

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