We All Love Sammy Series(Book 1 & 2)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16:

(Skylar's POV)

Sammy was staying over her Mom's house until Summer ends. School starts back up again in about a week. I missed Sammy's touch so much, it was unreal? Am I really falling for her? Could I be falling in love with someone? I mean I believe it but...it just feels surreal.

There was a knock at my door.

I left my painting, to answer the door. When I saw who was at the door, it was Violet. She had a painting in her hands. She did say she does art, but I didn't think she was serious about it.

I opened the door for her, and she came right in walking towards my painting room.

I followed her. She displayed her artwork to me. It was a painting of a pretty girl with colorful hair, and it shows other people surrounding her. One seemed to mean something different to her. It showcased how they all thought of her differently, because they each had a different facial expression looking towards her. 2 girls looked jealous, 1 looked sad, and the other looked independent out of all the other ones, and looked like she held her own. There were 5 guys. 1 guy looked like he was nice guy, and he was falling for her. The other one looked like he was jealous, and he was looking at the boy that was falling for the girl angrily. Another guy was smirking staring at a girl who was next to him, and she was smiling widely. Another guy had a punk look to him and he was kissing the girl who was independent. There was a guy who looked at Sammy with adoration, but he seemed distant.

"W-What is this?" I asked her with amazement.

"It's us. All of us. Is this the way you see us Skylar?" She didn't blink her eye, waiting for my reaction.

"What're you talking about?"

"The text messages, the notes, you've been sending to some of us."

"Text messages and notes? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Really? The initials S.W. are always given at the end of the messages."

"I have no idea what you're talking about Mouth Guts."

"You've been stalking some of us, and you know stuff about us that we don't want people to know." She put her hand in the air to slap me, but I caught it before it could make contact with my face.

"That's not true!" I held her hand in my grasp. I was pissed now. "You don't know what you're talking about Mouth Guts. I'm not stalking you guys, and I don't know any secrets about you guys other than the one we both share." I gave her a stern look.

"You're lying! You're lying! You're a fucked up psycho."

"Look at me and ask yourself what would be a reason for me to do those things? And, S.W. initials, could be anybo-wait! Did you say S.W.? Did it have an @ sign right before it?" I asked her.

"Yes."

"I get messages from that person as well." I gave her my phone and showed her the messages from that blocked number.

She looked through them thoroughly. Her furious mood began to die down, slowly.

"Just because you get these messages doesn't prove anything."

"I know that. That's why I got my buddy Jared to help me unblock the number and he couldn't because the person thought it through perfectly, but he found something better."

"What?"

"That @S.W. is a website."

"What do you mean?"

I grabbed my laptop and put it on my mini table.

I typed the website.

"Sammysworld@wordpress.com? Is this a...blog?"