Stolen Heart

Chapter 10

Sarah POV

"Sarah, I'm sorry. I hope you know I truly love you. I'm sorry I didn't show it before." Ross said holding my hands.

"I love you too. And it's ok. You've showed it enough." I said with a smile. He kissed my lips quickly and then directed me towards the car.

I saw riker in the car next to us as I looked out the window. It looked as if he was sobbing. "Ready?" Ross asked looking back at me. I shook my head. "Not yet." I said, then jumped out of the car and ran in Riker's direction.

I tapped on the window, and saw his tear stained face look in my direction. He looked away and crumbled something in his hand. It looked as if it were a piece of paper or a picture.

"What do you want?" He asked after he rolled down the window. "I wanted to know if you were ok." I said. He looked down at his clenched fist. "I'm fine." He said. "That's about the biggest lie I've ever heard." I replied. "Don't be like this."

"Just forget it alright?" He snapped. "How can I? My best friend is hurt! How can I live with that?!" I snapped back. He glared at me and backed his car out of the way, running over my foot. "Ow!" I groaned in pain. I fell flat on my butt and saw him back out of the beach's parking lot.

"Sarah! Are you ok?" I heard Ross yell. "Not really. Your brother ran over my foot and I'm p-pretty sure we a-aren't friends anymore.." I said as I teared up.

"Babe.." He mumbled as he picked me up bridal style and put me into the car. I cringed as my foot hit the floor of the car.

"Should we go to the hospital?" He asked after he placed me on the passenger seat. "No. I'll live with it." I said. "Alright. But I'm helping you get around." He said, then walked to the dricer's side.

He put the car in park when we arrived back home, and he gave me a piggy-back ride inside. "Down you go." He said as he plopped me down on to the couch.

"Thank you!" I said, but cringed as he took off my shoes. "Sorry." He said as he took off the other shoe. "It's f-fine." I said.

Riker soon walked down the stairs, and he saw my foot. "Oh my god I'm sorry! Did I do that?" He asked as he ran over to me. "Who else would have done it?" I hissed. "Sorry for trying to be nice." I heard him mumble, then he walked off into the kitchen.

Apparently Ross heard what he said, and he walked off into the kitchen also. Then, yelling rang through my ears, warning me something terrible was about to happen to me.