Never Okay|Sequel to Cigars and Cigarettes

Chapter 7

"Sam Ya know we don't have to meet Reggie and Mike for another half hour" I said as wrapped my arms around Sam's waist

He smiled before he turned around toward me and began to kiss me. It was a slow kiss, a good one, but not the about to fuck you kind of kiss or the kind that turns you on. So I start laughing.

"What's wrong?" Sam said frowning

"Come, on you can do better than that" I said slapping his shoulder

"What do you mean I'm kissing you as best as I possibly can."

"You know what I mean, your just being a real tun off, do you not-"

"Not tonight"

"Oh, ok than we should go now than"

We crossed the street over to Mike's dorm to grab something to eat, before we were going to leave for Thanksgiving break the next day.

"Do you want me to grab you anything from the liquor cabinet, before we leave?" Reggie asked walking over to the fridge

"Of course?!?" I said walking over by Reggie

"Uh,uh guys I don't feel really well, maybe we should just like go to a movie or something" Sam said running his finger through his hair

"Are you kidding me? You say that every time I wanna go out!"

"I just don't feel like going out."

"You don't wanna have sex, you don't wanna party, and you don't wanna go out! God your acting like I'm pregnant!"

Sam froze.

"Well maybe I would want to but your so damn crabby all the time" Sam screamed

"I'm crabby because you don't want to do anything fun!"

"Ya'll I'm standing right here, I don't need to know about ya'lls sex life and your messed up problems"

Sam and Mercedes continue

"I know for sure its not me, you should see a goddamn doctor, and maybe the puking is a turn off"

"Oh you son of a bitch, you know what, go back to Reggie's room than"

"Fine. maybe I would like that better"

"Reggie, lets go" I said before walking out

I had to hold it in, I had so many emotions going through me right now i could'mt think. and right now I jusy needed something to drink. I was angry with Sam and I was going to have MY night to myself.