Ruined (Ricky Horror Fic)

Chapter 3

Sam POV

(West Cost- The Neighbourhood)

"Sam wait!" Ricky called for me. I was half way up the stairs when someone grabbed my hand. I turned around to see Ricky.

"What Ricky?" I fake smiled.

"You're scared of storms aren't you?" He stared into my eyes.

"Non sense" I laughed. Another loud rumble came from outside and I immediately started shaking. Ricky's grip on my hand tightened.

"You are." He walked up to me. "All these years, so many storms and you haven't told me!" He raised his voice.

"Ricky, it's really nothing." I smiled, and pulled my hand away from his grip. "Angelo, can you get Ricky back downstairs?!" I yelled.

"Sure thing babe!" He yelled. Ricky started at me and mouthed the word 'babe'? Angelo grabbed Ricky's arm. "It's a nick name. Chill. Everyone knows you get jealous when someone calls Sam babe." He pulled Ricky down the stairs.

"No! I just care about her!" Ricky shouted. I started up the stairs again.

"Yup. Suure." Angelo laughed.

"Ricky has a crush on Sam!" Ghost joked. I walked into my room and stood by the door, but didn't close it yet as I listened.

"Lover boy" Chris teased.

"I do not! I don't like her!! She's just a friend!" He almost screamed. My heart sunk. I quickly slammed my door close.

Angelo POV

"I do not! I don't like her!! She's just a friend!" Ricky almost screamed. The room went quiet for a second until, a door upstairs was slammed closed.

We all looked at each other.

"Sam." Ghost said looking towards the stairs.

"She heard everything." Ryan started towards the stairs. I grabbed his arm, and pulled him away.

"No. We should just leave her be for now." I looked at Ricky and he was drinking a beer. "So that's it? You're just going to sit there and drunk beer?"

He looked up at me. "What?" I glared. "I don't like her! Big deal! She knows I don't like her!" He yelled.

"Are you sure Ricky?! Are you really sure?! She just slammed the door right after you finished talking!" Ryan yelled.

   We grew up with her. We all are close to her. We hate seeing or knowing she's hurting.

The stairs squeaking snapped me out of my thoughts. We all looked at the stairs. Sam stood at the last step facing us. Her makeup was smudged, red, swollen eyes already.

She looked at us, making sure she didn't make any eye contact. She tucked a piece of her black hair behind her ear.

"Can you please.. Stop talking like I can't hear.." She looked down. I rushed to her side.

"Sam. Come on, you don't need to be down here." I reached for her arm but, she quickly took a step up the stairs. "Sam.."

She looked at Ricky. Straight in the eyes.

"I thought.. I thought you liked me..." She choked out. She immediately started sobbing right in front of us.

She hates crying in front of people, this shows how much Ricky hurt her. I'll get him back.

"I don't.. I never did. I never will. I always have to fight all of your fight at school." Ricky said coldly.

Ouch.

"Fuck you!!" She screamed and ran back upstairs, slamming her door closed.