Second Chance Point

26: The Sequel

26: The Sequel

Sam's POV

*Tri-tone*

I lazily picked my phone which was lying peacefully beside my pillow on my bed. 

From: Thomas *kiss emoji* 💋

I love you. I want you back.

Then, I opened my eyes. I was panting heavily when I woke up. It should have been a good dream, and I don't know what happened.

I sat on my bed and said a prayer. The thing I usually do after a bad dream. I don't know why I considered that dream as bad, but I know that it is.

Was that a sign? Was that my brain telling my heart to stop beating for Thomas? I closed my eyes and heaved a deep sigh.

I lied back to my bed and reached for my pillow and covered my face with it with hope that I can go back to sleep. It's been days since Thomas introduced Basha to the group, but the pain in my heart just can't die down. It just worsens each day. It's been days that I've been enduring the view of Thomas and Basha being happy together.

I reached for my phone and checked for the time. It's just 2:34 in the morning. I decided to go online. Hoping that my boring Twitter feed will help me put myself back to sleep. Then, I saw this tweet.

@kieferravena: I CAN'T SLEEP. :(

Sam: This was tweeted just five minutes ago. Please, be awake, Kiefer. Please be awake.

I quickly dialed Kief's number and called. After a few rings, he finally picked up. 

Sam: I'm coming over! Yep, you're welcome.

I ended the call and went straight to my dresser to change clothes. I picked out my DLSU hoodie and white shorts. It'll be cold outside, for sure. I got my keys and tiptoed my way out of the house. Just in case JC's still awake. 

The drive to the Ravenas' wasn't a hassle. I dialed Kief's phone as soon as I parked my car in front of their house.

After a ring, he picked up.

Kiefer: Is that your car parked outside our house?

Sam: Yes! Better go down fast!

A few minutes has passed and the gate finally opened. I hopped out of the car, and opened the trunk of my car.

Kiefer: What brought you here?

Sam: It's nice seeing you too, Kief.

I sat on the trunk of my car and patted the space beside me. Kief handed me the soda cans that he was holding before he sat on the space next to me.