So I had been 18 for a month and I realized that I could live on my own because I am an adult now. I wanted to graduate and go to a university. So I asked Jacob to live with me and he smiled at me and he just kissed me with a big smile on his face. I still wasn't sure if he loved me enough to actually live with me and to be with me for as long as it lasted.
"Of course I want to live with you!"
"You do?"
"Yeah, you ... know I love you?"
"Well, ... yes of course"
"Then you know I certainly want to live with you"I didn't answer him, I just looked at him while I was smiling. I must have looked like an idiot. An ugly idiot smiling at her perfect boyfriend. That's where he kissed me. He kissed me so passionately that I almost passed out. It was the most wonderful kiss I ever experienced.
When I came home I started looking for an apartment in Oxford. An apartment for us two and of course some friends. I never forgot my friends. Jason, Evie, Tess, Tiffany, Chelsea, Lilly and Alicia, they meant the world to me. When I had a difficult time, they were all there to support me. They saw me crying, laughing, smiling, they saw me mad, they saw me anxious, .... We've been through a lot together and I love them the way they are.
So, I passed the year and we all graduated together. It was a lovely day and dad was there too, but not for me, but for Paige. She was in the same year as me in school. I didn't talk to my dad that day and the same day we all went to Oxford. So, there we stood: Evie, Tess, Tiffany, Chelsea, Alicia, Lilly, Jason, Jacob and me, all together for our apartment. But I didn't live long in there.
If you ask yourself, did Jacob and Samantha sleep in the same room, well yes, we did. And if you ask yourself did they have sex? Well, I am not going to tell you that, but hey what did you expect, two adults living in the same house, sleeping in the same room and they have had a relationship for more than 1 year.
It was fantastic living in that apartment and I didn't hear a lot about Paige and dad. I think Paige went to Antwerp and dad still lived at home. Normally on the weekend, you need to go home, but that wasn't for me. In the weekend I went to my work at a restaurant. I worked even at Sunday and at the days I didn't have a class.
I don't hate my dad, I never did, but I just couldn't forgive him for what he had done to me. I didn't need his money, I could do it on my own.
My grades were a lot better than in high school and when I came home and saw everyone's lovely faces I just smiled. Smiled at everyone and especially to Jacob, my hun. We were almost 1 year and 6 months together and nothing had changed. We were still as in love as in the beginning. We shared everything, except my past. I couldn't let him know that almost every day my father hit me, he wouldn't look at me like he does now. Sometimes when I am with him, I feel like I am in heaven, that there is no world where there is war, that there is just one world, our world.
But one day when I was alone in the apartment I heard the bell ringing. I went to the door and who stood before it? Paige ....
What would she do here and how did she find me? Does she want money? Is there something wrong with dad?
My feelings are heating up so I smashed the door before she could enter. She rang again and then I remembered my mom's last words: "About your sister, she is not as special as you are but keep her as a friend." I need to listen to her, so I opened the door. "Why are you here, Paige and how did you find me?"
"Sorry Samantha about what happened at home..." "That is not an answer to my question..." I began to lose it. "WHY ARE YOU HERE PAIGE!?"
"Samantha keep calm, dad doesn't know I am here, he even doesn't know that I found you." "Well, that's a relief..." She heard the ironic undertone in my voice and she smiled for a second. I think that's almost the only time I saw her smiling at me.
She surprised me with her following words: "I've missed you, Samantha." I couldn't believe what I heard. When did she stop hating me? I didn't know what to say. I just saw my little sister again, I had missed her.
"Samantha, you don't ..." I will never know what she wanted to say because I hugged her. I had missed that hug because I still love her, I never stopped loving her. So I let her stay in our guestroom.
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Author's note:
Hi guys, I am sorry I didn't post for a very long time, but school and stuff are asking almost all my time.
For now, I will post one time a month, I hope you guys will read the rest of my story.Love you all ♥
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