Please Don't Leave (No.2) (WHY DON'T WE FANFIC) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 40

Please Don't Leave...
Chapter 40

(Sammy's POV)
He slept with her.
He ACTUALLY slept with her.
Tears spilled out of my eyes and onto the bedsheets of my bunk, turning the white into a grey.
I looked around the small room where our bunks were and questioned why I was here. The only reason I was put on this tour was because of Jack. I wanted to be with Jack all the time, but now I don't want to look at his face. We've been apart for less than an hour and he's slept with Aspen, the one person we both hate, at least I thought we both hated her. Maybe they have been dating the whole time, and the incident in the hotel wasn't an accident. All of these thoughts made my head spin. I couldn't trust Jack anymore, I couldn't trust anyone. What if the guys new about all of this?

I need to leave.
I need to go back home to Australia.
I can trust my family and friends there.
I jumped out of my bunk, grabbed any thing that was mine and stuffed it into my two suitcases.
I was angry, so angry.
I was breathing heavily and the air was becoming stuffy.
I looked around the bus, seeing if there was any of my stuff left. The wooden floorboards were dotted with tear splatters.
I closed the lid of my suit case but the zip wouldn't shut. I punched it down and grabbed the zip, but my hands were so sweaty, I couldn't get a hold of it.
'AAAHHHUGHH'
I screamed.
And buried my head in my hands, breathing heavily, my chest pumping up and down, tears streaming down my face.
I took a breath.
And another.
I collected myself and calmly closed the first suitcase and then the second.
I stood up and scanned the bus one last time. Seeing all of the guys stuff made me incredibly sad. All the good and bad memories came rushing back, what we've been through together. The times where they had saved my life, not only once but multiple times. For a split second I thought about saying, but I have to go. Now.

I quickly ordered an Uber on my phone, took the suitcases outside, and stood by the road. Hopefully I'd be gone before they came back.
It was cold outside, really really cold.
I reached inside my biggest suitcase and grabbed the first hoodie I could find. It was a black one.
'Wait' I thought
'I don't own a black hoodie'
I put it on and realised it was Jacks.
The smell of him was infused in the fabric.
I wanted to break down all over again.
Suddenly the Uber pulled up next to me.
I closed the suitcase and gave the beaded driver both suitcases.
'Where are you headed miss?'
S-The airport, thankyou.