" NOAH!" I scream as he dumps his water on my head, laughing intensely. When I look at him, grinning, he stops.
" I don't like that face.." He says and I let out a short laugh, talking the half filled bottle out of his grip.
" Alex.please-" I take off the lip and pour the rest over his head. He groans, sending a glare my way.
" Karmas a bitch." I ruffle his wet, curly hair and lay back. I hear him mutter ' It sure is' under his breath. I turn to look at him. His hair is soaked, curly strands pressed against his forehead. Water runs across his face, his eyelashes equally wet.
" What?" He laughs lightly and I pull myself out of my thoughts.
" Huh?" He just laughs and closes his eyes.
" Tomorrow, when you get out, we need to watch a crap ton of movies, to make up for all the movie Monday's." I Plan it out in my head and a grin appears on his lips as his eyes reopened. When he's looking at me, I get distracted by his hair, yet again.
" Have u ever told you how much I love your damn hair?" I ask and he laughs, nodding as I reach over and run my hand though it. He leans into my touch, drifting to sleep.
Goodnight.
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SAM'S POV
" Hey mom." I kiss her on the temple as I sit down at the table. She smiles up at me, her expression quickly changing as my dad walks through the door, coming to the table.
" Your father and I have to tell you something, baby." I warily glance at my father. They had gotten divorced when I was 11, a strong 6 years ago. Turning back to my mom, I prop my head up on my hand.
" We're getting re-married!" My mom says joyfully as she smiles at dad. I feel anger rush through my body at that moment, and I quickly stand up, walking out of the room. When I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn around to meet my fathers face. He moves his hand to my arm.
" Get the hell off of me." I spit as I push his hand off. He looks at me, his eyes filled with sorrow.
" But Sammy, I've changed! I've been sober for 2 years!" He reasons and I scoff, pointing at him as my lungs tighten.
" I will never forget what you have done to me, I don't even like being around you. Now leave me the hell alone." I run to my room and lick the door, sliding against the back of it as memories flood my head.
" Sammy, get up, you stupid kid!" My dad slurs as he stumbles toward a 9 year old me." Where are we going?" I question, and he pulls me up by my shirt collar. " Don't worry about it!" He yells in my face, and the familiar smell of alcohol floods my senses. " Mama said you can't drive after you've drank!" I say and he drops me. " Mamas at work for four more hours, bud." My eyes widen and my small frame sprints to the key holder, grabbing my dads. When he sees me with them, he stumbles toward be. " What the hell, kid!" He shouts as I run to the supply closet, locking the steel door and flicking on the lights. For hours all I could hear was my Dad banging on the door.
My breathing quickens and I tightly close my eyes as I gasp for air. A sharp pain shoots though my stomach and I wrap my arms around them as I curl into a ball, trying to force breaths.
" Sammy, get me a beer!" My dad shouts and I quickly run to the kitchen. 10 year old me knew better than to disobey my father. I snatch a can of beer from the fridge and I run back to my dad, handing it to him. He is sitting on the couch in his suit, he had just gotten out of work. Dark bags surround his blue, tired eyes. His flushed skin shows that he's already been drinking. " Go clean up the mess in the game room, boy." He orders and I groan. " But dad, I-" I'm cut off my a stinging sensation on my left cheek and I bring my hand there as tears fill my eyes. " Do as I say or there will be consequences."
I let out a struggling sound of agony as I my breathing slowly changes to a healthier speed. I wipe the sweat off of my forehead as I take a deep breath, standing up. I grab a bottled water off my desk and down it in seconds, grabbing my phone and dialing a specific number.
" Sam?" Her smooth voice questions.
" I want to start coming back to therapy."
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A/N- I apologize for the late update, I needed time to write this in depth. This chapter is a look into Sams head, and his rougher past.
Also, I think I found someone great to portray Noah..
Joshua Basset!
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