Trouble in Paradise

Chapter 39

                       Jackie's POV

Im laying in bed, half asleep, when i hear my phone ringing.

I groan and then rummage around under my covers for my cellphone.

I find it underneath my pillow. Its a call from Sami.

Now why and the hell is that kid calling me in the middle of the night? I am going to wring his damn neck.

"What are you calling for?" i mumble grumpily into the phone.

"Jackie?"

I sit up straight in bed. I can tell, just by the sound of his voice, that something is seriously wrong.

"Sami? Whats wrong? Are you okay?" i ask frantically. Why else would he be calling me in the middle of the night, unless he was hurt?

"No. I need you. Now. Please come over," his voice is rough and he sounds like he is on the verge of tears or is already in tears.

"Are you at home?"

"Mmhmm," he whimpers

"Ill be right over," i hop up out of bed and throw a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants on over my bra and boxer shorts.

But before i can hang up, he continues speaking.

"Jackie, i messed up. I messed up really bad this time."

I can hear him breathing heavy through the phone.

"You're going to be okay. You hear me Sami? You're going to be okay. I love you and i will see you soon."

I hang up and rush downstairs in a haste. Both my parents work late shifts so no one is home. Atleast i dont have to worry about waking either of them up.

Im at Samis house in less than five minutes. I dont want to risk waking his parents so i find the spare key they have hidden on top of the door frame --clever, right?

I sneak my way up the stairs to Samis bedroom, stealthily avoiding every creak on the wooden steps.

I softly knock on his door, not wanting to startle him, and then i walk right in.

Sam is sitting on his bed and staring off into space, completely still. He has his one good knee, the one without the cast, pulled up to his chest and is hugging it tightly.

As i get closer i can see that he has been crying, his eyes are watery and his bottom lip is jutting out like a little kids' when they dont get a toy that they want.

"Hey bud," i greet him softly, using my calm voice.

He doesnt move. Doesnt even glance in my direction.

I sit down on the bed beside him.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?"

He closes his eyes for a really long time before opening them again. A tear slips out and rolls down his cheek. He doesnt bother to swipe it away.

"No. I just want you to hold me while i cry," he says in the most heartbroken voice that i have ever heard.

I reach out and wrap my arms around him. And its like my touch shattered a dam inside of him. The tears just start falling.

He rests his head on my chest, his hair is tickling my chin.

He soaks my shirt with his tears. I just sit there, my arms around him, rubbing my hand up and down his back, and pressing gentle kisses onto the top of his head.

"You know how there are some really ugly criers? And then there are some really pretty criers?" i ask him. Sam glances up at me, and i think i see the corner of his mouth twitch up just a little. But as quickly as it appeared, it disapeared.

I continue, "You're just one of those people who are really pretty criers, Sami. You have a really adorable crying face. And you should be proud."

He lifts the corners of his mouth in a subtle grin, and then snuggles his face bck into my chest and continues on crying.

Well, i guess that didnt cheer him up any. Whatever happened between him and Lexi must be pretty serious for Sam to be this broken up about it.

"I love you Sami. Could you please just fill me in on why you are crying me my very own Atlantic Ocean?"

He sniffles and hiccups, then wipes away his fresh tears with his jacket sleeve.

"I think L-lexi b-broke up w-with me," he manages to choke out.

What? Thats why he is a crying mess right now?

I take out my phone and send a quick text to Lexi asking her why she broke up with Sami.

While i wait for her reply, i gently rock both Sam and i back and forth.

His crying has calmed down a little, but he is still shaking.

"Sami, why would Lexi break up with you?" i lean in close to his ear.

Before he can answer though, my phone pings beside me, not like he would answer me anyway.

Lexi: is he with you?

Me: yes. He asked me to come over. Why did you break up with him Lexi?

Lexi: why dont you ask him?

Me: he wont stop crying long enough to spit out an answer

Lexi: why is he crying?

Me: Because you fucking broke his little lovesick heart! Thats why

Lexi: i didnt break his heart. Did he forget to mention to you that hes having a baby?

Lexi: with Sophia?

Me: your a real bitch lexi. Sam would never have done something like that to you

Lexi: he did. He told me

What the hell? Shes lying. Why would Sam have had sex with the one girl he despises most on this planet?

Sam had dozed off in my arms. Hes still breathing heavy, his chest heaves up and down. Sweat is pouring off of him, and matting his curly hair to his forehead.

He has let his hair get super long. Its down to the tops of his ears now. He used to hate letting his hair grow out this long, but i used to love it when he did. I loved running my fingers through his curls when we were younger.

His curls make him look a lot younger than he really is. I used to think it was cute when he let it get real long and the ends curled under his baseball cap. I guess i still think its really cute.

I dont even bother responding to Lexis text. I honestly dont believe her. It doesnt make sense as to why Sam would sleep with Sophia. I know he hates her.

And i know that Sam loves Lexi, and that he would never want to risk losing her.

Lexis story isnt adding up at all.

I dont get why Sam would do something like that.

And i dont get why Lexi would lie to me about Sam doing that either.