Trouble in Paradise

Chapter 13

Sam reaches out and lays his hand on my shoulder. But by then tears have already sprung to my eyes.
  
He cant really think that im only dating him for his money can he? Im scared to turn around and face him.
  
"Lexi," He calls my name again, waiting for me to turn around, "Look at me, Lex," he pleads.
  
But i cant, i cant bear to look him in the eyes. What if hes ready to break it off between us? What if he actually believes these girls and think i date people for their money. Could he really think that of me?
  
I dont want to see his facial expression.
  
"Lexi, look at me, please," i slip out of his grasp.
  
"Im sorry," i whisper, and then im running away from him. I run in the direction of the parking lot. Tears are streaming down my cheeks. I cant bear the thought of Sam thinking any less of me.
  
I find Jacksons truck in yhe darkness of the parking lot. The doors are all locked so i climb into the bed, and sit down in the far corner, pulling my knees up to my chest and sob into my hands. What if Sam hates me? What if he never wants to talk to me again?
  
Just then i hear the sound of sneakers slapping against the pavement. They are getting closer and closer.
  
Then i hear Sams voice calling my name, "Lex! Lexi, where did you go?"
  
I sniffle. If Sam does find me, i dont want him to find me looking like this. I reach my hand up to wipe my tear stained face.
  
"What the hell happened back there, Lex?" his voice is soft and calm, i look up at him. His eyes sparkle in the bright light from the moon overhead as he gazes at me intently.
  
Sam hops up on the tailgate and plops down beside me. He wraps me in his arms and i lay my head against his hard chest.
  
He starts stroking my hair and i immediantly begin to feel sleepy. His hand in my hair feels so nice and comforting. I feel safe in his arms.
  
His easy tone in voice interupts my thoughts, "Lex, will you please tell me whats going on? What did those girls say to you?" he rests his chin on my head, hs voice is pleading.
  
"You dont know?" Hadnt he been standing there the whole time? I lift my head and look at him.
  
He shakes his head.
  
"I thought you overheard what they said to me."
  
"No. What did they say to you?" he raises one eyebrow.
  
"You have to promise me that you wont get mad."
  
"What? Why would i get mad?"
  
"Just promise me, Sami. Please."
  
"I promise, Lexi. Now tell me what they said."
  
"They think im only dating you for your money," i say slowly, waiting for his reaction.
  
"Why would they say that?"
  
"I dont know."
  
"Is it true?"
  
"No, of coarse not. I like you for your personality. I honestly couldnt care less about how much money you have."
  
"Then why would i be mad?"
  
"I just thought that," why did i think he would get mad? "that you wouldnt let me explain. That you would just dump me on the spot without hearing me out."
  
He gazes at me, "Wow. You must really think low of me," He said. Wow. That was so not the reaction i was ready for.
  
I chuckle. Thats what i love about this kid so much. He can make my frown dissapear with just one comment. I smile at him.
  
He brings his lips to mine and his tongue smoothly explores my mouth. Everytime Sam kisses me, i get a warm, tingling feeling deep in the pit of my stomach. Like a thousand butterflies were all flapping their wings at the same time.
  
When he pulls away i notice a gash underneath his right eye. I reach up to caress his cheek, careful not to touch the scratch.
  
"What happened?" i asked, obvious concern written across my face.
  
"Oh, right. I kind of crashed on one of the ramps."
  
"What? How?"
  
"I was trying to do this trick on the ramp, and i lost control in midair, and face- planted into the dirt."
  
"Does it hurt?"
  
"A little."
  
"Well, why did you wreck your bike dummy?"
  
"It was a hard trick to do," he smirks at me.
   Hes silent for a long time. Then he opens his mouth, "I really like you, Lexi."
  
I lean in and steal a quick kiss from him, "I really like you too, Sami," then i lay my head back down on his chest and he runs his fingers through my hair.
  
I feel myself slowly drift off to sleep to the steady rythm of Sams heartbeat.
  
  
I wake up later to the sound of someone slamming the tailgate shut.
  
Its dark outside, except for the dim light from the street lamp above us.
  
I open my eyes and see Jackson standing by the tailgate, hes watching us.
  
"Are you two going to be comfortable riding back here, or do you want to move up front?" he asks.
  
I raise my gaze to look at Sam. His eyes are closed, hes still asleep. His head is resting against the window of the cab. He looks adorable when hes asleep. And so peaceful and vulnerable.
  
I turn back to Jackson, "I think we'll be fine back here."
  
"Alright," Jackson then walks around the truck and gets into the drivers side and starts the rumbling engine.
  
The ride isnt too bumpy. At least not bumpy enough to wake Sam up. He sleeps the entire ride home. We stop at Jackies house first, and by the time we get to my house, its already past midnight.
  
I whisper goodnight to Sami and kiss his forehead. Man, that kid is a heavy sleeper. He wouldnt wake up if someone blew a bullhorn in his face. I laugh quietly to myself, then say goodbye to Jackson and head toward my house.
  
The windows are all dark, my parents have probably gone to bed hours ago. Who knows what the hell Ryan is up to, i bet hes playing Xbox.
  
I go upstairs to my room and change into my pajamas and brush my teeth.
  
When i come out of the bathroom, there is a text waiting for me.

Jackie: Is Sam alright???
  
Me: Yeah. Why wouldnt he?
  
Jackie: he seriously didnt tell you? he crashed his bike.
  
Me: im sure hes fine. It was just one little cut
  
Jackie: thats not what im talking about. He landed on his back when he crashed
  
I start panicking and call Jackie.
  
Sam never told me that. All i noticed was the cut under his eye. Why wouldnt he tell me?
  
"Jackie what in the hell happened? Sam didnt tell me he laded on his back," I say as soon as she picked up.
  
"When he crashed he landed flat on his back i guess. Thats what Jckson told me. Then his bike came crashing down on him and thats how his eye got cut."
  
"Ill ask Sam whats going on. Talk to ya later," i say and hang up.
   I hurriedly text Sam.

Me: What the hell is wrong with you? why didnt you have Jackson take you to the hospital?
  
A couple minutes pass by before he answers me.

Sami: wat r u tlking abt?
  
Me: Jackie just told me what happened to you when you crashed
  
Sami: so wat? and i shold b at the hospitable y?
  
Me: because you landed hard on your back
  
Me: youshould atleast get xrays done
  
Sami: Lexi im fine. Trust me.
  
Me: FINE! but the minute you start hurting i want you to go to the hospital
  
Sami: im fine. I dnt need any goddamn x rays
  
Me: u dont know if you have a broken bone or not. Your such an idiot!
  
Sami: if i did hav a brokn bone dnt u thnk i wold of felt it by now?
  
Me: whatever. Im done arguing.
  
Sami: im 100% sur tht i DO NOT hav a brokn bone

I dont answer him. Hes a dumbass. I lay down on my bed. God, Sam is so overwhelming. But all i can think about as im trying to fall asleep is that Sam is going to be alright. Hopefully. I cross my fingers and fall asleep.