Tell Me

517 15 4
                                    

"Tell me..." Carly demanded, sitting down on the sofa.

"Tell you what?" The dork asked lamely.

"Everything..."

"Like what? There is nothing to tell..."

"Sam is weak!" The brunette blurted out, "She is weak! When we returned to my place, she cried! She is still crying! Yeah, I have been there for her! I know something else has happened, that's why you both had been skipping school..."

"You really wanna know?" He asked softly.

"Please."

"Okay fine. You know I was supposed to go there on Sunday...?"

"For your Sunday date, yeah."

"I arrived late. Very late."

"You arrived late to your date with Sam?" She stood up and gasped in shock.

"Alright. Don't make a big deal about it. I tried to explain why I was late but we got into an argument." He pondered for a moment, "Wait here..." He quickly ran in the bedroom and brought out the necklace for Carly to see.

"You recognise this?"

"Sam's necklace?" She questioned, her mouth dropped open.

"Yeah... That I gave her." He added.

"Why do you have it?"

"She launched it at me as she screamed at me to leave her alone."

"She-She-OMG! This is bad!"

"You think?" He asked sarcastically.

"Go make up with her!"

"What?" He was confused. Astounded. Shocked. 

One Argument And It's Over | CompleteWhere stories live. Discover now