Sarah Smiles

Chapter 7

Hey guys!

Sorry I haven't been updating a lot!

And when I do it normally really really sucks.

So I'm gonna try to update more.

I've been trying to add more detail to the story but I don't know

I'm just that kinda person where's it's just like ok skip the small talk get to the point.

But anyways yeah sorry.

Also, bare with me here.

I'm trying to keep my grades up and stuff with school

I'm writing a report that's worth practically my English grade.

And I'm getting braces and am having a lot of dental check ups.

Also something is wrong with my back so I have physical therapy

And I also have a boyfriend so I hang out with him a lot.

Sorry with my little rant there.

And here... We.... Go.

-GGB16

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"Sarah I'm not leaving until we can talk. You don't even have to respond or look at me or anything. Please, Sarah please" Brendon begs yet again.

I sigh and keep staring at my ceiling.

Wouldn't you be mad at someone if they did all that shit to you?!

Yeah, you would and don't say you wouldn't.

"Sarrrrrrrrah........." Brendon holds out the 'r' in Sarah.

"Stop calling me Sarah and maybe I will open the goddamn door" I say.

(A/N: when I re-read this I started cracking up!!!!)

I can hear Brendon sigh loudly.

"Fine" he says all grumpy now.

I smile on the inside.

Because I had made him grumpy.

I swing my legs over the bed and slowly walk over to my door.

Brendon stumbles in from leaning against the door.

I'm laughing... on the inside.

I go over and sit down on the bed.

He takes the chair from my desk and places it in front of my bed.

Rude.

He didn't even ask to use the chair.

Although I guess it was better that him sitting on my bed.

"Look, sa- Sam" he rolls his eyes.

I just look at him with a blank stare.

He had no excuses.

"When I left, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to be here with you but I couldn't because it was too hard" he says

I scoff him and he instantly looks me in the eye.

"Brendon you could have fucking stayed if you wanted too, it wasn't too hard you're just a fucking coward that needs to grow a pair" I say to him.

To be honest it felt amazing to talk to him like that.

"No, you don't understand. When you gave up that baby.... You weren't... You anymore. You were so depressed and you wouldn't let me in. You wouldn't let me help you. I thought we were gojng to raise Nevada together and be a family. I don't know after you gave up the baby... I feel like you didn't love me enough to keep her and..." He stops and puts his head in his hands starting to cry.