Alexis POV
The week goes by, nothing special happens, I cancel my doctors appointment like usual, boss gets upset, keep showing late, same old nightmares. Nothing new. It's now Saturday night and I'm laying in my bed watching Netflix. alone. Wow fun. I'm such a party animal, getting so turnt on "Friends" right now. I decide to check Twitter so I grab my phone and click on the app, I scroll through my notifications, favoriting and retweeting some tweets that I'm mentioned in. As I'm scrolling I get bored and turn off my phone and lay it down beside me, I watch the next episode of "Friends" as I'm watching I hear my phone beep with a text so I grab it and look at it.
Sam🖕🏼: "please come outside, need to talk."
Why would Sam A) want to talk B)text me I haven't seen him ... Since the whole drama with arabelle. Decisions, should I stay in bed and continue watching my favorite tv show of all time, or go see what my hatred ex wants.
...
I better go see what Sam wants.
I stand up with a groan and pause the tv, I look at myself in my full length mirror and then grab some shorts to put over my underwear and I take my hair out of the messy bun it was previously in and then I quickly side braid it, after that I grab ahold of my phone and go to the front door and open it, I look outside to see sam waiting there with cuts and bruises across his face.
"What happened to you?" I ask shocked.. Yet not shocked at the same time.
"I - I made some mistakes Alexis, starting with the way I acted towards you, Alexis I've lost everything, everyone hates me, I lost my house, my family, my friends, my fans, I'm sorry for the way I ever treated you, it wasn't right, none of it was .. " he pauses as he takes a deep breathe and starts to cry, I get ready to speak but he stops me
"I'm sorry, I don't know what's into me, I - I shouldn't have come here, goodbye I'm sorry" he says wiping tears off of his cheeks and he turns and starts to leave.
"Sam, wait" I say and he turns around to look at me.
"Come inside.." I say knowing I'm going to regret this majorly but the way he looks, the way he straight up cried in front of me. I don't think he's lying, i think he's homeless and lost. On his own, like I am.
"Are you sure..?" He asks and I nod and grab his hand gently pulling him inside and then closing the door.
"Listen, I know how it is to be on your own, I do, you can stay here until we get you back on your feet with a job, I might be able to get you a job where I work, or even somewhere else, my boss knows people, but I swear to you, if you lay one hand on me like you did Ara, you're out of here. Got it?" I say and he nods, I can tell he means it because when I mentioned Ara he teared up and acted as if he was going to cry again.
He raped her and beat her, almost killed her, but she's living in New York City in a fabulous home with a rich husband and 3 kids. She's living the life now. I don't talk to her.
"Are those infected...?" I say walking over to him and pointing in the direction towards some big cuts on his cheek, he shakes his head and tells me he's fine, I walk over to the kitchen and grab a ice pack from the freezer and bring it over to him, he lays it on his cheek and thanks me.
"What were you doing before I showed up here?" He asks wincing in pain.
"Um.. Friends marathon." I chuckle softly.
"Nice"
"Yeah, where's your mom and dad then? Why can't you stay with them or whatever.." I ask, I don't really think I'm interested, just curious.
"Well, my mom is dead and my dad would kill me if I came back around."
"Yeah but you've changed haven't you?"
"He doesn't believe people change"
"Oh.." I look down.
"What about you? How about your mom, dad and Amelia.
"Oh you know, mom and dad finally have the house to themselves, probably happy with me here in California, Amelia is in college now, so not much I can do about that. I don't know I've really grown to love LA, except when I think of all the things I've lost here."
"I'm sorry about Hunter and Luke by the way." He says putting his hand gently on mine for comfort. I just nod and we sit in silence for a few seconds, I feel it getting awkward so I sit back and turn the tv on, I flip through channels and movies and tv shows.
"There is like nothing on" I laugh
"You're just looking in the wrong places, duh." He says laughing back
"Oh yeah, you try and find something then" I say handing him the controller and he flips onto a channel and on comes "10 things I hate about you" one of my absolute favorites
"I stand corrected, congrats you are now the remote King!" I say and act as if I'm placing a crown onto his head
"Thank you, thank you" he takes fake bows and we both grin at each other. It feels good to have someone over and to actually laugh, maybe not the best person, but at least it's somebody.
"I gotta get the popcorn!" I say standing up and sprinting to the kitchen, I open the cabinet and search around, disappointment strikes me when I can't find any.
"Well..." I sigh and walk back to the couch.
"No popcorn?" Sam asks
"Nooooo, I thought I had some, I guess not, I'll just pick some up tonight."
"Here we can pretend" he says and acts as if he is eating popcorn, I laugh and begin to copy his moves.
