Mine // Sam Wilkinson

Part // LX

Claire's POV

I held on to Sammy until he finally calmed down.

"Sammy, I'm sorry..." I began to cry also. He grabbed me quickly and threw me into his chest.

"Claire, don't be. This is my fault. This is just my lesson that I can't do whatever I want and not worry about others. My decisions effect not only me and I'm sorry I hurt you in the process of figuring that out," he kissed my head.

"Sammy, I love you."

"Don't get me wrong - I love you more, but you can't love me. You need someone who won't hurt you like Tyler and I have."

"But I want you," I looked him in the eyes, trying to find any trace of sarcasm or that this was a joke in his eyes, but there was nothing.

"No, Claire. I'm sorry. I won't hurt you. I won't let myself do that anymore. I can't handle the idea that you are in as much emotional pain as you were with Tyler. I can't believe I did that to you... God, I'm such an idiot."

Sam stood up and grabbed his jacket from the couch and starting putting it on.

"Sam, please don't leave."

"I have to."

I stood up in front of him, wrapping my arms tightly around him, "No. Stay. Please don't leave me."

"This will be good for you."

"Do you not see how much of a mess I am right now? You haven't even left yet and I'm already..."

"I'm sorry, Claire," Sam motioned his hands in the air before placing them back around me. He kissed my head again, this time only longer.

"You'll find him one day, and when you do, that's when I'll be truly happy."

I felt hands wrap around my waist and pull me backward. Scott held on to me tight; even my kicking and screaming for Sam wasn't enough to stop him, nor did Scott let go while I did so.

Emma ran through the door, holding me with Scott.

"Nate's taking Sam to the airport and I knew you needed me."

She wiped my stained cheeks and hugged me as tight as she could.

I collapsed to the hard floor and hugged my knees as close to my chest as possible.

"Claire," Scott started.

"You guys don't understand what I just lost."