Love Hurts Especially When Your Being Hurt

Samanthas POV

"But mom i don't want to move all my friends are right here in California!" I screamed.

"Well Sam it's not what you want sweetheart i am a social worker and the client  that's going to be moving in with us lives in Florida dear"  Her mom screamed back.

" I don't care if.... Wait a minute SOMEONES GOING TO BE LIVING WITH US!" I screamed.

"  Yes Sam" her mom said gloomily.

" Great. "First you make me move to Florida then you let a complete STRANGER move in with me, Can this get any worst" I shouted.

" Sammy i am trying to make things work here and your making it difficult"! She screeched.

I paused and turned to her tears starting to form in my eyes. "Sammy I-I- I didn't mean that my mother stammered. I ran to my room crying those were the words my dad said when we were arguing and he speed of in the car and died in a car crash ever since then i had thought it was my fault.

I heard a soft knock on my door. "Go away" I said sobbing. My mom came in and sat down next to me and said "Sammy I.. I cut her off " DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME SAMMY ONLY MY DAD CAN CALL ME THAT" I said in between sobs. My mom got up obviously hurt by my words and said "Pack up we are leaving... Now".

I Packed up and then put my stuff in the back of our truck. About a few days later we arrived in Florida I was going to be going to some school called Riverdive High. I know what type of name was that i was 15 years old (i skipped a grade because of all the moving usually you stay back a grad but i wasnt complaining) and I was in the 11th grade.

We pulled up into a driveway of a huge Condo which had 5  bedrooms and 4 baths 2 kitchens 1 living room and a den room and a basement . The house was white with marble floors and cabinets it was truly amazing. In front of us was a red shiny car i gawked in aw at the beautiful car that stood before me and then got quiet as a lady in her early 30's and a boy who appeared to be 15 or 16 got out the car. My mouth flew open as i admired his beauty he was sexy muscular and tan.... AND HE WAS wearing a t-shirt showing off his muscles as he leaned his arm on the hood of the car and stared at me  his muscles flexing. As my eyes surveyed his body my eyes finally landed on his face he had black  hair with beautiful green hazel eyes. Noticing his eyes i looked him right in them and saw he was smirking at me i closed my mouth and blushed and he said " You know i would say it was rude of you to stare but in your case i hope you get to see more of me " he smirked.

I blushed a deep red and then said furiously "Who the hell do you think you are".

His expression went from a smile to an angry frown as he stepped towards me The lady that was with him stepped in front of him and said " Now Tyler that's exactly why your in the predicament your in".

He backed away still giving me an evil glare. I just gave him my best "What ya gonna do about it stare" He smiled and turned to my mom and said " Hi ma'am I'm Tyler and it's nice to meet you then looking at me said is she your grandma". I dropped my lip in shock as my mom said" Well.... no she's my daughter" And he looked at her and said why you don't look a day over twenty how could you have a 40 year old daughter?" I stared at him. He smiled as my mom was talking to the lady who i found out is also a social worker. Tyler came up behind me leaned to my ear and whispered " Don't think you know me because you don't and trust me i can tell your only like 15". I stared at him and turned to him and said " how'd you know that...?". He laughed and said to me gently "i'm 16 by the way and since you know my name what's yours"?

"None of your goddamn business" I said. Then as if on cue my mom said "Samantha Nichole Richardson mind your language" I sighed as Tyler said to me "ooh your in trouble" I turned to him and tried to knee him in the (clears throat) you know what. He caught my leg his grip tightening just enough to make me feel the pain but not enough to hurt me. And then he said " Hey hey hey i'm going to need that ALOT Samantha Or how about Sam Or Manny... I sighed to myself as he kept saying random nicknames but then he said "Oh i got one how about Sammy he said looking at me" Just then my hand rose across his face in a flash and i whispered angrily "Only my dad can call me that just call me Sam" He looked at me madly as if he wanted to kill me his hand that was still on my leg was tightening so that i was sure his hand mark would be on my leg. "Listen here little girl he said "I know you don't know me but if you ever do that again Sammy i will.. I cut him off and rose my hand to slap him again this time he caught my hand and moved his face closer to mine he stared at me with hate i couldn't help it and i let the fear show as my body shook and my eyes filled with fear.