When A Heartbeat Breaks

Chapter 11 - Im sorry

~~Sam's Pov~~

I approached the corner, instantly hearing a deafening noise. Dont worry it wasn't a gun, but a slap. I sped up my pace to peer round the corner, but got abruptently stopped by a tug on my arm.

"Wha-" I was cut off

"Don't go there! I mean, please?" She pleaded.

"Get off me," I strictly stated.

"No." What? "You ain't going anywhere near that bitch you hear me? I've spent such a long time to get to this point and I not having her take it away from me!" She explained. Who gives her the right to think like that? She can't control anything I do. She better back off and let me choose my own.

"Get the fuck off me.
" I muttered at her, giving the bitch don't mess with me look.

"No." She simply said. She's getting on my nerves now. Yelling was getting unmistakably heard from around the corner now.

"Let go!" I raised my voice a little. I'm getting to impatient with this bullshit.

"No!" She yelled back with equal volume. I pushed her back. She's not going to stop me, even though I felt terribly guilty when she hit the floor.

I skidded around the corner like a bad ass. Yeah, maybe not, I slipped a little. But this current sight angered me. Chad was screaming at Emily. And she looked... Different. I kinda liked it. She hasn't got makeup on, or that chavy ass clothing, but instead she wore a band tee, not just any, but one I had given her. She was wearing casual jeans, and trainers. This is how she used to dress, before popularity took over. This was the girl o fell in love with. Yeah yeah ew, Sam! That's so cringe! But you best shut up buddy, you will know what it's like eventually if you don't currently.

She looked stunning, besides the fact she had a red hand print on the side of her face, and eyes like waterfalls down her face. Chad retracted his arm again.. fist? Shit! Nobody is going to touch my Emily-

Mia had taken hold of my arm again.
"Get the fuck off!" I spat. This time I kicked Mia away, lunging myself Chad, luckily getting there just before the blow was hit.

~~Emily's POV~~

I braced myself for the impact... Which never came? I carefully opened my eyes. Why didn't he- Sam?!

She had hold of his wrist.. why? Why didn't she just let me get hit?  After what I did to her... Maybe she wants to hit me? Oh whatever, I don't care anymore.

Sam twisted his arm, yikes that look- snap. Holy shit, I think she broke it. She kneed him where it hurts, watching him drop to the floor in pain. Honest to god one of the most satisfying things I've ever seen.

Hearing a noise, I turned my head to the side. Mia was there.

"Your supposed to be mine..." I hear her mutter to herself, looking at Sammy- Sam! Sam. Just Sam. She gave me the devil glare, snarling under her breath. She turned in the opposite direction, sprinting off. I wonder what that was about. I looked back at Sam, who was looking at me. Her blue eyes, sparkling. Her hair gently fluttered in the breeze. What ruined her gorgeous appearance was the heartbroken gaze she gave me, which was plastered on her face.

She gulped, gulped hard, gave Chad one last look, making sure he wasn't going to do anything. I think henhit his head, he isn't moving.

"I think I may have killed him," Sam quietly joked. She looked back at me, giving me that beautiful, half-hearted smile, turning away and walking off.

No no please don't leave, "Wait!-" shit shit shit woops what do I say now?

I decided to say nothing after that. Actions speak louder than words? Okay I won't go making them yell, just talk... I embraced Sam in a hug from behind, and unconsciously started crying into her shirt.

"Don't leave..." I managed to mutter through the tears and the stutterings.

I felt something drop on to my hand. Rain? Can't be. It kept coming, but only on my hand- I began to hear Sam crying. She was breaking down, again.

"Please... Let me go," she said through the tears.

"I'm sorry..." I started "I'm so sorry... I don't expect you to forgive me but I'll show you I'm sorry.. I'll show you I've changed! Weither you'll let me back or not is up to you... But I don't want to be popular anymore, and it took loosing you to notice that.. I still love you.."