Please Don't Forget Me...
Chapter 40(Noah's POV)
As I sat on the floor of my oversized apartment, staring out at the busy city below me, I went over my entire life in my head.
The pain, the suffering, the anger.
I was glad that I was dying.
As I breathed heavily, the glass of pure alcohol in my hand was shaking slightly, along with the rest of my body.
I reached down into my pocket and pulled out a little black box, the shaking getting more intense.
My eyebrows furrowed as I looked down at the engagement ring I had bought for Sammy a few months ago. I was planning to propose after the twins were born, but that Jack Avery bastard got in my way. He ruined everything.
I wanted Sammy and I to get married straight away, and I could live my last few weeks as a husband and a father. I wanted to be happy, for once in my life.
I guess that just isn't going to work out.
My lips touched the strong alcohol, then quickly made its way down my throat.
I refilled my glass over and over again, until there was only an empty glass bottle sitting on the counter. I smiled as I drowsily danced around my apartment, knocking expensive objects onto the floor, walking over the shattered glass with my bare feet.
I couldn't feel any pain, I couldn't think straight. All the worries that faced me a few minutes ago we're finally gone.
As I began talking to myself, I stumbled into Sammy's bedroom, smelling the sweet air that held her sent. I looked around at all of her things; Photos, clothes, makeup, baby stuff.
She seemed so happy with her life.
The only thing missing, was a soulmate.
I fell onto her bed, slightly drooling on her freshly washed sheets, before picking myself back up and stumbling towards the elevator.
With the ring in my hand, I pressed the buttons on the panel of the elevator and leant against the wall, breathing heavily.
My mind was reciting the proposal speech I had written long ago. It was long and meaningful, and I knew she would fall for me after hearing it. It's what every girl wants to hear, except, I actually mean it.
The 'ding' of the elevator bell snapped me out of my daze and I slowly walked out of the elevator, my back hunched over as I grabbed onto nearby things to steady myself.
"Are you alright?" Alex's ex girlfriend said from behind the reception desk.
"Oh for god sakes you're drunk, I'm calling Alex."
"Nooooooeee" I yelled, a slur attached to my words. "Dowwn't callll Aleeeexss."
She rolled her eyes at me before picking up the desk phone, holding in against her ear, and dialling in a few numbers.
I didn't care though, Alex was in LA living his own life, too busy movie directing, instead of caring about what I'm doing. He probably won't even answer.
As I wobbled out onto the road, narrowly avoiding an oncoming car, I walked up to a parked taxi that was located in a waiting zone.
Without even asking, I opened the door and flopped onto the back seat, my head resting on a teenage girls lap.
"Get off me you creep!" She screamed, exiting out through the other car door.
I giggled to myself as I watched the girl run across the road, her bright red dress reflecting the sunlight into my eyes.
" one ss—seventy russ—ssle street please." I slurred, talking to the Indian taxi driver that was on the phone to someone.
He gave me the thumbs up and stepped on the gas petal, not caring that I had just scared off a customer, or am highly intoxicated.
I guess that happens a lot in Melbourne.
He continued to speak on the phone the whole ride to the venue, shouting at the person on the other end of the call in a different language.
Once the car stopped, I got out of the vehicle, not paying him a cent.
The shouting grew louder as I walked away from the car, but I didn't look back.
I could hear music blasting in the venue, indicating that the Why Don't We concert had already started.
First I was going to find Jack.
I wanted to hurt him so bad.
He is the reason Sammy isn't all over me right now, and I want some revenge.
He stole everything I wanted to live for, and now IM going to steal everything HE wants to live for. Maybe I should kick him in the throat and damage his vocal cords, or punch him so hard in the face that he looks like a science experiment gone wrong. Either way, I was going to hurt him and then go back for my girls and live happily ever after.
As I stumbled around the building, I found a back door that wasn't guarded by security.
I pulled it towards me but it resisted and stayed locked.
Slightly angry, I picked up a rock that was next to me and threw it though at the rusty old padlock that secured the door shut.
The sound of ringing metal filled my ears as the padlock fell to the ground and I opened the door. No alarms went off so I was in the clear.
I had absolutely no idea where I was going, so I followed the horrible sound of 5 guys singing.
I made my way through a couple of doors before I found hundreds of screaming teenage girls, dancing and yelling until their voices were almost gone.
Worming and stumbling my way through the crowd, I reached the centre of the girls, a clear view of Jack Avery a few meters in front of me.
My plan was to jump up on stage and fight like I've never fought before.
Suddenly the music stopped and Jack started talking about some random crap that I didn't care about.
I continued to push my way though the crowd, until I suddenly stopped.
Sammy was making her way across the stage, tears in her eyes.
This changed everything.
I couldn't fight in front of Sammy.
She would think I was some sort of monster, and I didn't want her getting hurt.
She looking stunning, although I've never seen her in that outfit before.
Jack placed his hand on her stomach and starting talking all lovey dovey, which made me extremely mad. No one touches MY girl.
As the speech continued I knew what was coming.
My jaw dropped as Jack got down on one knee and proposed.
"Samantha Adele Kelley, will you make me the h-happiest man on Earth, and marry me?"He said, his voice shaky, tears in his eyes.
This was disastrous.
She couldn't marry him.
She is supposed to marry ME!
No, there is no way I'm letting this happen.
"STOP" I shouted.....
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