Part 6: Good turns Bad, Sorry but I ain't sorry at all

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Hey guys! Part 6 is already here if you are still reading this story.
Thank you for the votes and also  for the notifs that i get weekly of girls and boys adding this story to their reading list. :) it inspires me more to write.

To remind you:
1. Fiction. This story is not real and is made up by me.
2. There might be grammatical errors and mispelled words, and i would like to apologize about that as early as now.

Now, please do enjoy reading and I hope you could send me your comments about this chapter and a STAR if you like it. :)

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Elizabeth's POV:

No more chances Sammy Morgan...

I glanced one last time at where Sam was and headed my way to the kitchen.

I saw Mr. Jameson and Mrs. Samantha Morgan eating happily together with my parents. They notice me upon fully entering the dining area,

"Elizabeth Sofia Fayee! What are you wearing?" My mom hissed at me as soon as I grabbed the chair beside her, I was about to respond but was stopped by someone. One hand grabbing  my hand that was about to pull the dinning chair out and the other snakes right beside my waist.

"Let me do that for you" he said right in front of his parents.

I forcefully pushed down his hands off of my waist, snap my other hand up, turned around to look at him and show how I am not affected by his flirting skills anymore.

I inched closer to his ear despite him being tall.

"Don't even think about it" I whispered at his right ear, backed away and gave him an innocent smile.

"I'm fine so don't worry about me" I said innocently, turn around, pulled the chair and sat down. Of course this is just a pep show for both our parents.

One point for Elizabeth Sofia, uh baby!

He was about to pull the dining chair beside me but then I gave a soft touch and an obvious reaction came up, he flinched at my touch, how did i know?

He's looking at me now with eyes full of hunger and lust, this is the real Sammy that I soon learned

"Don't be disrespectful to your parents, Sammy" I said with a smile. "Now go sit beside your parents" I said loudly enough for both of his and my parents to hear as I shoo him away.

"Don't worry about us Elizabeth Sofia, afterall in the near future which is very soon, you both will be sitting together like us, why not get used to it. I might miss my baby if he will always be by our side, now will it be?" Mrs. Samantha said with positivity and all.

I feel sorry for Mr and Mrs. Morgan for having such a son, but we all have to burst the bubble of evil people right?

"There wont be such a thing bet---" I unfinishly said. Sammy held both my shoulders while he rested his chin on my head.

"What Eliza was trying to say was that, we're too young to do such a thing, I mean, we can still make such lovely acts when we turn 20, right Elizabeth?" He said full of enthusiam to his and my parents.

I want to speak out... But... My instincts are telling me not to. Both sides are happy of Sammy's show than mine.

Two points for Sammy Morgan

I stood up, not even bothered touching the food that is presented before me. I can't cope up with this.

"Excuse me. I think I dropped my appetite somewhere" I said monotonously, shook my head and didn't bother looking at their faces and went to the kitchen where the fridge is, took out a bottle of milk and  went back to the dining area.

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