My Teen Life

Us Two Alone

(Casey's POV)

"CASEY, LET ME IN, I NEED TO KNOW!" Sam banged on my door. She wouldn't stop until I told her. Well I'm not gonna tell her.

"I said no." I flipped through the magazine I bought today. She won't leave me alone. It's like been an hour already, and it's getting annoying.

"Come on, please." She whined. She played with the door knob a bit and then stopped. I heard footsteps walking away and slamming her bedroom door closed. Finally she stopped. I relaxed a bit and layed flat on my bed. Why do I feel guilty now? Maybe I should tell- NO! Your not, you are not going to tell Sam. Your not going to give into her.

*crash*

I heard a noise coming from Sam's room. What is that girl doing? Please tell me she's not having a hissy fit becuase I won't tell her. Well this I got to see.

I hopped out of bed and made my way out the door to Sam's room. I knocked on it first and without a signal I opened it up and walked in. She was on the floor picking up something.

"What did you do?" I asked walking over to her. She noticed me and started picking up more pieces of glass on the floor.

"Oh, I just dropped the vase." she stands up and walks over to the garbage can and throws the pieces in. "I was going change the water, but it slipped out of my hands." She comes back and stares at the wet glassy spot on the floor and sighs. She bends back down and starts picking the other pieces of glass.

"Well don't just stand there, help me." she gave attitude.

"Why?" Stupid question.

"It's the least you could do." She looks up at me.

"This is your mess not mine."

"Whatever, just, go make supper then." She stands up and walks the the garbage can with more glass.

"But it's seven o'clock." I say.

"Well fine, don't make supper, just get out of my room." She yells.

"You don't have to be so angry."

"I think I have a right to be." she straightens her posture and looks at me.

"No you don't"

"You won't tell me." she crosses her arms.

"Are you kidding me, Sam you wouldn't tell me what happened when you were in the hospital."

"You didn't need to know." She calms her tone down.

"Exactly and you don't need to know either." I begin to walk it of her room and I hear a couple of colour words slip out of her mouth.

"Yes, I need to know." She yells as I made my way out the door. I stopped in my tracks and turned around to her.

"No. You. Don't" Is It just me, or do Sam and I have tons of fight.

"Yeah. I. Do." She repeats the one word sentence thing I did.

"Gimme me a reason why?" I cross my arms.

"Umm.. well, Uhhhh...-you don't need to know." she shouts at me.

"Then your not going to find out." I turn back around and continue to walk out of her bedroom. Just as I was about to go to the stairs I feel my shirt being ripped back and Sam pulling me back into her room. She whips the door close and pushes me up against it trapping me in her arms.

"You don't get it Casey... I need to know." She annoyingly yells.

"Why?" I loudly whisper.

"I just do." She growls at me.