Unexpected

Chapter 20

--- Marlee's point of view ---

"Marlee where's your book?" my mom asked as I came running through the door and up the stairs.

"In my room!" I yelled and slammed my bedroom door behind me.

I don't even know how I feel right now.

Sad. Cheated on. Fake. Alone.

He slept with another girl. But he said he loved you and was crying over you.

Stupid conscience.

He did say he loved me. But do I love him back? Do I forgive or do I forget?

--- Sam's point of view ---

I feel so pathetic. So worthless.

She didn't forgive me. I made a stupid poster and everything. I feel so embarrassed and stupid.

Why do girls always just run away. I'm not a ladies man or a jock but at least I try.

"Sweetheart. Open the door." My mom knocked.

"Mom! Not now!" I yelled through tears.

"Sweetie, I can help you."

I don't need someone coming in here and telling me a stupid 'there's other fish in the sea' lecture. She was the only fish I want.

"No! I'm fine! I just need to get through this!" I yelled to the door. Even though I would never get through this.

I looked through all the pictures on my iPhone I took of her.

I'm not a stalker I was just afraid something like this would happen and I wanted to remember.

I had another idea. A note. I could go to school and put notes in her locker. She would see I'm really sorry.

--- Marlee's point of view ---

Once again I had to go to school with a broken heart. Except this time, it was shattered.

I got up and tried my best to not cry and at least put on some makeup but it was hard.

I finally managed some waterproof mascara and eyeliner.

I put on a plain black t-shirt with 'hipsta please.' On the front and some Hollister jeans. I slipped on my black vans and ate some cereal with milk.

"Bye Marlee." Greg said as I walked out the door.

"Bye" I said and walked into my car.

School was normal. My friends just chit chattered about random shit while I pretended to listen.

I had social studies next so I had to get my book from my locker.

I put in my code '30-46-32' and opened it up. There was a paper inside reading:

Dear Marlee,

It's me, Sam. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I love you and all I want is for you to love me back. Sleeping with Danielle is the worst mistake I've ever made. If you give me one more chance, I will never hurt you again.

Love, Sam.

I've made up my mind. I'm giving him one more chance to put together the pieces of my heart.

--- Sam's POV ---

I saw Marlee walking down the hall. I knew she needed to get her book from her Locker for her next class so I was already waiting for her around the corner.

I saw her open her locker and take out the note. A slight smile formed on her adorable face. Something I lived for.

She put the note in her pocket and walked to her class.

I was pretty sure she will forgive me, But I can't get my hopes too high just in case I'm wrong.