Imaginary Boyfriend

Chapter 33:

Recap: 

Sam licked his lips nervously. "Kat... I don't want you to talk to him anymore."

Yeah... I guess that gut feeling was right after all.

Chapter 33

"What?" I asked, not sure if I heard him correctly. 

He heaved a sigh, staring a hole into the floor. He repeated himself. It was a mumble, but I could still make it out.

"You don't want me to..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "You absolute, excuse my language, asshole!"

"Kat," he said uneasily. He was uncomfortable. Good. I wasn't going to make this easy for him.

I stepped forward and clenched my fists angrily, fighting to keep them at my sides. No matter how much I loved him, I seriously wanted to punch him right then. He seemed to guess my thoughts because he enveloped my hands in his own and gently straightened the fingers.

"I'm sorry, Kat," he said, leaning forward so our foreheads were pressed together. "I'm not trying to control you, honestly. And I do trust you."

"Then why can't I be friends with him?"

"Because," he said, looking lost for words. "I just... I don't trust him okay? He likes you a lot and I'm scared he might make a move on you."

I swallowed. "But, he knows I'm with you. He's my friend and he knows that's all he's ever be." I squeezed his fingers. "There's nothing to worry about, Sammy."

He looked at me. "No, Katrina." With that, he pulled his hands out of mine. "If you can't give him up then... maybe we have to talk about things."

Tears welled up in my eyes. "What are you saying, Sam?"

He sighed again. "I'm saying, it's either me or him."

"What?" I shouted. "I thought you loved me! Why are you making me choose?"

"If you loved me, it wouldn't be so hard for you to choose!"

I shook my head. "What the hell does that mean?"

"It means," he pulled the hair away from my face, "if you find it so hard to choose, maybe Rhys is more than just a friend to you."

I opened my mouth to protest but no words came out. He actually had a point. Kind of. If I loved Sam and thought of Rhys as a friend... why was it so hard to choose? 

"Well..." I bit my lip. "If you loved me, you would trust my friendship with Rhys and wouldn't make me choose like this."

 "I don't like him," he stated. "He's weird and clingy. I just don't trust him, okay? Why can't you respect my opinion?"

I rolled my eyes. "I can accept it, but I'm not going to let you force me to act upon it. It's your opinion and I disagree with it!"

"Do you like him?"

"What? No!"

"Then what's the problem?" he snapped.

"The problem," I said through gritted teeth, "is that you're trying to control me."

"I'm telling you, there's something fishy about him!"

"And I'm telling you, you're being ridiculous!"

"Fine." He clenched his jaw. "If you can't choose, then I will. Bye, Kat." 

I froze. I suppose I should've seen it coming, but it never actually occured to me that this argument could lead to breaking up. If it had, I would've agreed in a heartbeat. I would've agreed to anything if it meant we could still be together.

"No, Sam-"

"Too late," he cut me off. "Don't bother with apologising, it's no use. See you around, I guess."

It happened in slow motion. Every footstep he took, it felt like a day had passed. I tried to move, to run after him, but it was as if my muscles were tied together. I was glued to the spot.

Sam was leaving me. I never imagined it would be this way.

To be quite honest, actually, I never imagined it would happen at all. I loved him. I guess I had always loved him, deep down. As crazy as it sounds... we fit together. Like a jig-saw puzzle, you could say. 

 Tears rolled down my cheeks. Was this really what fate had intended for me? This can't be the end. .. can it?

"I'm so confused."

"Are-are you okay?"

My heart skipped a beat. "Rhys!" I exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, I completely forgot..."

He didn't need to say a word. He just held out his arms and I was immediately enveloped in them. 

"Shh," he soothed when I sobbed. "It's okay, it's all going to be fine."

"Thank you," I whispered.

Thank you wasn't enough. I owed him much more than that. He had been there for me when Sam hadn't. As I inhaled the sweet scent of his cologne, I wondered. Do I like him more than a friend?

"You're a really great friend." I pulled out of his embrace when I calmed down, suddenly embarrassed. "Thanks."

Rhys grabbed my chin and tipped it upwards, so I had nowhere else to look than his eyes.

"You don't need to thank me, Kat."

"I do," I insisted, feeling my sanity slip again. "You're always there for me, and I don't appreciate it. And you're so nice, and I take advantage of you sometimes, and that's wrong, so I'm sorry, but I'm thanking you as well because-"

He silenced my ramble with a kiss. 

I guess I should've seen that coming.

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Soooooorrryy!!!!! it's short, boring and late :( I have half term coming up soon so hopefully I'll get another chance to update. But I'm going on my Duke of Edinburgh expedition tomorrow, so gotta finish packing! Lol, I'm going to die, I'm not much of a walker ^^ Wish me luck haha xxxxx and if you have no idea what D of E is.... ignore me! ;D