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*continuing from last chapter*
It was Ollie, the last person I wanted to see. His presence just annoyed me, i was about to close the door but was stopped by his arm which held it open. "Look Sam, I know you don't like me very much but I wanted to talk to you." he said in an apologetic tone. I let out a sigh and held the door open enough for him to walk in. He stepped in and looked around, I cleared my throat not wanting to waste anymore time. "Oh..um right, well I wanted to start with a sorry. I didn't mean for things to turn out the way things did. I want you to know that it wasn't my fault and that you shouldn't be angry at me. Please I'm asking you to forgive me, I'm sorry my mom decided to sleep with your d-." before he could finish I interrupted him. I couldn't hear those words come out of his mouth, I couldn't relive the pain my mother and I went through. "That's right, your mother slept with my father! How can I not be mad at you, you my best friend of all people didn't tell me when you knew all along! Not only that but I had to find out from him (her father) when he was drunk!!" I yelled feeling myself get worked up. "I didn't want to hurt you! I let myself get hurt and I took as my job for you not to find out cause I didn't want to see you get hurt!" he yelled back sounding hurt from my previous words. At this point I was tired of this conversation and I wanted him out of my house. "The funny thing is that at the end that's exactly what you ended up doing." I said harshly. His face dropped and showed no emotion, he simply nodded his head and walked out. I was left by myself, I felt tears steaming down my cheeks but i didn't bother to try to stop them. I was already 5 minutes late, why bother? My face was a mess and I felt emotionally drained. I took off my shoes and laid on my bed, I knew my mother would understand. She always did, all I could think about was my lame excuse of a father. I wanted him to feel the pain that my mother and I felt, and with that I fell asleep and dreamt of my once perfect family.
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The Boy Next Door
FanfictionSamantha lives in a quiet neighborhood, she has always been quiet and never had much friends. That all changes when she meets the boy next door.
