Belonging to the bad boy [J.A]

The Letter

"My phone was dead" Sam bluntly said and walked upstairs. He didn't even acknowledge me for even a second. He didn't give me his nightly kiss like he would or one of his graceful, tendering hugs that I adore. I knew why. I had found out Sam had been cheating on me since the 5th day we've been together. We were going on 5 months now. Of course I confronted him about it but it was the same excuse every time (yes, this had happened multiple times). He was either drunk or the girl had forced herself on him. 

I thought I could love him enough for him to stop his ways but as a new day has begun Sam slowly began to change. (No, not all supernatural or puberty). He had changed in ways showing he doesn't care what I feel. We would sometimes get into these huge fights and I always was the one to apologize, even if I was right. Sounds pretty unhealthy correct? I didn't realize that because I was blinded from how much my heart ached for him. 

I always say I love you to him and he would occasionally say that he loves me too but after a while he stopped saying it all together. He would usually say 'That's great' or 'Me too' but he never said the words 'I love you' to me since the day it happened. Since the day of the party...that one party changed everything. It was on a Friday. It wasn't a big deal. It was one of those parties that happen every Friday which was normal for my school. 

I never expected this party to make such an impact on my relationship with Sam. This party wasn't hosted by the usual host, Adam West. Instead this party was hosted by the new girl, Elizabeth. She was extraordinarily beautiful. She was also one of the most kindest people I have ever met. Or so I thought...

The night of the party, the one that had changed my life. Elizabeth was toasting to the new school year and looking forward to more parties. Of course everyone praised that toast, including me. This party started off like any party a high school student would have. There was beer and of course beer ping pong toss. There was explicit music playing in the background, you would have the drunk, dumb, naive freshmens there. The seniors (mostly the guys) who would look for a young, innocent freshmen. 

As the night proceeded, the games became more wild. I choose not to drink that night because I knew I was the ride for Sam and myself. I couldn't call parents anyways, knowing that they live in Virginia and I live here in L.A in my own apartment. By the end of the night I couldn't find the now drunken Sam anywhere. I asked a few people if they have seen him and they all gave me the same answer. 

'I saw him go upstairs with the new girl.....what's her name? Elizabeth!'  

At first I thought it was a joke but I had asked around more. No one's answer was majorly different from each other's. I didn't want to believe this because at that time I was in love with Sam, deeply. I slowly crept up the stairs and walked the path of the hall towards the bedroom where I could hear slight noises coming from. My breath was hitching and my hands were shaking. I was so nervous and scared because I knew the truth was right behind that very door. 

I didn't want to open that door that night but I did anyways. I couldn't believe what I had saw...Sam...my Sam on top of Elizabeth. Full on going at each other. I couldn't take it anymore so I slammed the door shut behind me and I ran down the stairs and out of that house. I could hear a few people say 'Poor girl' and 'Why would Sam do that' or 'Sam doesn't deserve someone like her' 

But one comment caught my attention and I couldn't stop thinking about it for the next month. 'I'll be the one to heal your heart if you just let me'. Who was it? Why did he say what he said? I couldn't keep it out of my mind and the day has come where I finally needed to know who said that. I couldn't take the urge I had to know. I kept it closed in for about a month and I had gotten sick of it. 

For the next month I kept getting these notes in my locker everyday. It would be from the same person each time and I wondered if it was the person at the party that night. I thought about writing back to him but I couldn't because I didn't know who he was. On the last day of the month (which was a Wednesday) I got an extra long letter. 

Hello Em, 

Today is the day you finally see my face. I love to see you open my letters and smile. I love putting a smile on your face. You didn't deserve what you got. You deserve way better than Samuel and I want to prove it to you. I can't stand it sometimes, seeing all these guys come up to you and disrespect such a beautiful innocent girl such as yourself. I want to just come up to them and knock them out but that would reveal my identity and I wasn't ready for you to see me just yet. You will today. 

Over the time since the party I had fallen in love with you, your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your everything. I'm in love with the idea of you. I want to make you mine but we'll have to get to know each other first so Em.......

Would you like to go on a date with me? xxx 

Of course you can't answer directly but there will be a spot, the garden in the back of the school, where I will be waiting for you. If you show up I'll know you have agreed to go on a date with me and if you don't I understand. 

I love you Em and I can't wait until we finally meet. xoxo 

~J 

That letter was addressed to me only a few hours ago... 

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