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*A/n: I'm back guys :) *

" Never again "

Sammy Wilk:
" It's over Y/n. " Sam slammed his suitcase onto the bed you both once shared. " Sam! Please don't do this. I - I need you, your daughter needs you!" You sobbed in return. Sammy ignored you and continued his actions. Here's the gist, you and Sammy had been together for 3 years. Throughout those years, you had been caught cheating on Sam with his close friend, Nate. " Sammy, I'm sorry! " Sam rolled his eyes and zipped up his case. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you begged him to stay. You felt so stupid and selfish for your actions. The only reason you had slept with Nate was to get revenge on Sammy. About a year ago, rumors had started saying that Sammy and Stassie were caught together at one of Sam's concerts. Well, like the gullible person you were, you became extremely worked up and sought revenge. Well, after Sammy had found out about you and Nate, he left you for a bit of time and then took you back. Unfortunately, a year later, he caught you with Nate again, coming home from tour. Sammy had now lost more than enough trust from you. You didn't want him to leave, so you told him you were pregnant, which you were, with his baby. Sammy had no other option but to take you back once again. Well, suspicion corrupted once your daughter, Elise, was born with dark black hair and blue eyes. Very, very similar to Nate's. You told Sammy that it was just a coincidence and went about with your life. But, little did you know that Sam still disagreed with your theory of a coincidence. Well, a year later, you and Sam had gotten into a huge argument. You told Sam to leave the house so you could "blow off some steam". A day later, Sam came back to apologize, only to come in contact with a half naked Nate pulling out of your driveway and a full naked you lying in your bed. Sammy's temper exploded. He yelled and cursed at you. He finally gave up and packed his bags.
"Sam! I'll never do this again! I was stupid, p-please!" You sobbed behind Sammy walking out the front door. Sam turned around to face you. " No, Y/n. " He shook his head slowly. " Never Again "

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