Trust: Chapter 18

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by samnoid

by samnoid

Chapter 18: KEATON’S POV

I skate as fast as possible to the beach. I have to tell Sam everything. I reach the beach and see Sam waving to someone. I stop skating and hide behind a building. I see the person pull Sam into a hug and run away. I come out from behind and building and skate towards Sam. I wonder who that was. “Hey Sam.” She turns around and pulls me into a big bear hug. “Hey Keats.” She pulls away and kisses me. I pull away and look at her. She smiles and sits down. “No, let’s go for a walk.” I help her up and we jump of the boardwalk into the sand. I throw my board under the dock and start walking hand in hand with Sam. “So what was it you wanted to talk about?” I look down at the sand trying to think of how to put this. “Well, this morning when I woke up I went downstairs and Wes was there. I asked what he was doing and he said he needed some advice. He asked me what I would do if I liked someone, but someone close to you liked that person as well. I had said that you would have to wait for her decision. He said what if she has already picked and I thought he was talking-” Sam stops walking. “He likes me doesn’t he?” I let go of her hand and nod. “Since when?” I swallow. “The beginning. Since we first met.” She crouches down and puts her head in her hands. “I crouch down in front of her. “Sam what’s the matter?” He shakes her head. “I can’t do this anymore. I just can’t handle it Keaton.” What was she talking about? “Sam, what do you mean?” She sits down and puts her head to her knees. “I was only cutting because of you.” My jaw drops. “What? What did I do?” She starts to cry. “Everything you do, you make me sound like perfection. I’m not! And now two other people think I’m perfection.” Two other people? Was the person that was with her a guy that liked her? “Sam, what are you talking about? You are beautiful, funny, caring, per-” “NO! NO KEATON! STOP TELLING ME I’M PERFECT! IT’S NOT TRUE! ALL OF YOU ARE LYING TO ME!” I don’t understand. I’m so confused. Who is this other guy? “Who is lying to you? Because I’m not!” She doesn’t answer me. I stand up and am starting to get angry. “Hey Sam, who are these people?” She stands up and looks me straight in the eyes. “WES AND TYLER! YEA, YOU HEARD ME. TYLER! TYLER WAS HERE BEFORE YOU AND YOU KNOW WHAT? HE KISSED- you know what, we’re down. We are finished. I’m not moving in with you, I’m not staying with you and I’m not talking to you.” She turns around and starts to walk away. Tyler kissed her. “THAT’S IT? YOU’RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE ME, JUST LIKE THAT? WHAT DID I EVEN DO WRONG?!” She turns around and stomps back to me. “You tell me I’m perfect. You lie to me. You got into my head, making me think I’m perfect. I’m not. Everything with me is a mistake. You got it into your friends heads too and your brothers. Now Tyler and Wes like me because they think I’m perfect. You brought me to that party. I liked kissing Tyler. I liked kissing Tyler more then I liked kissing you. I felt something, but when I kiss you all I feel is hatred. You can take me back, when you stop lying and I start trusting you again.” With that she turned around and walked away. I fall to the ground and put my head in my hands. I start crying. I stand up and run over to my board. I grab it and skated as fast as possible. I rush down the road. I head straight for Tyler’s house. I get to his house and pick up my board. I open the front door and march right up to Tyler’s room. “Hey Keaton!” I hear Ally say to me, I just give her the finger. I march up the stairs with my board in my hand. I walk right into Tyler’s room and see him sitting on his bed. “Hey Keaton!” I ignore him and hit him square in the face with my board. I look at him and turn around and march back downstairs. I get to the front door and Tyler yells at me. “What the fuck was that for Keaton?!” I drop my board and turn around to look at Tyler. “It’s your fucking fault!” I walk up to him and stand face to face with him. “What the fuck did I fucking do?!” I clench my teeth. “It’s your motherfucking fault I don’t have a fucking girlfriend anymore. You didn’t fucking think again. You just fucking thought about yourself and fucking kissed my girlfriend!” Tyler backs up. “Oh my fuck...I’m so fucking sorry.” I shake my head. “Sorry doesn’t get me my girlfriend back.” I turn around and open the door. “Or my best friend.” I walk out and close the door. I start crying again. Now I know how Sam feels.

A/N: So, only I few chapters left and book will end. I was going to finish the book here and start the sequel, but I love you guys too much<3 I’m going to finish the book up and start a Niall Horan Fan Fiction instead:) Sorry just realized this chapter was really short. ENJOYING? VOTE>COMMENT>FOLLOW<3