Unforgettable ** ended**

Chapter 6

I wake up to the light of the morning sun shining through the large window. I bring the fluffy white pillow over my head to block the warm sun from beating down on my pale face. After ten minutes of debating on whether or not I should get up, I decide I should go wake up Ella. I pull myself out of bed with all my strength. I stand up and walk over to the large mirror placed on the beige painted wall. Makeup is smudged all over my face, due to the fact that after sammy and i's little argument last night I had no power or energy to take off my full face of makeup. I decide to slug myself over to the bathroom to get rid of the makeup mess on my face. I bend over the counter and gather water from the tap into my tiny cupped hands. I watch the water poor into my hands then cascade the outside of my skin when it over flows. I splash it up on my face, trying to get the makeup off. After minutes off scrubbing the makeup off I finally finish. I through on thick, light wash grey sweat pants along with a Maroon zip up. As I bring the light weight sweater over my shoulders, I take a quick glance at the clock.

' 11:16 am' i furrow my eyebrows together wondering how come Ella isn't awake considering it's so late. I Stumble out of the room, shutting the white creaky door behind me and make my way to Ella's room. I peek around the corner and notice the pale pink blankets are peeled off of her tiny bed. I make my way down the stairs and look all over for someone in the living room and kitchen area. I see a note on the counter. I slip the note between my fingers and skim through it.

"We took the day off to go down to the city with Chrissy( my mom) and Ella. Won't be back until late tonight."

- mrs.&mr.wilk"

I threw the note onto the counter and sluff over the counter. I rub my temple with my index finger and wonder why now my mother wants to start taking responsibility for her Child.

" woah, looks like sleeping beast has awaken." Sammy says in a cocky tone.

" fuck you're an assholes." I giggle.

" don't have to tell my twice, babe." He laughs.

" I'm not your " babe" or for that fact anyone's " babe". I reassure him.

" we better get you a man" he jokes.

" Ahh, im not looking for a man."

" Ahh so your looking for a lady." He giggles.

" really sammy?" I laugh while I place a mug under the coffee machine.

" no but really, you don't want a boyfriend?"

I shake my head ' no '

" why not?" He asks confused

" I'm not sure. Like you said, im fucked up." I sigh.

" you're not fucked up." Sammy pleads while I take a sip of my newly brewed coffee.

" it really blows my mind how you can change your thought process in less then twenty four hours." I say harshly.

He doesn't say anything. He just stares at me with a blank face expression. Not one word, not one movement.

" okay anyways. no but really, why aren't you interested in having a boyfriend?" He asks for the second time.

" dating hasn't really crossed my mind since ugh you know, we ended or I guess I could say until I left." I gesture my hand with a small sigh erupting from my mouth.

" trust me, I know where your coming from."

I nod my head in agreement and turn my back towards sam continuing to take little baby sips of my steaming hot coffee. I place my mug down on the granite counter, and place my hands in front of me, directly on the counter. I stare down at my hands, while thoughts constantly flow though my head causing me to not even think straight. I slowly hear Sam's feet shuffle across the floor signalling he's walking away, in the background ever so slightly. That's when, I guess,