The [Not-so] Friendly Wars~ A Sammy Wilkinson FanFic

Chapter 4

Originally written: November 27th, 2014
Edited: August 15th, 2015

Sammy hadn't talked to me for the past day. It was actually worrying me... he always talked to me through the window. But his window stayed shut. I left mine open, hoping he might call my name through the window. But he didn't.

I got up from where I was sitting in my chair and got in bed. I kept glancing at my phone, hoping to find a text from Sammy telling me to go to the window. But I finally fell asleep, with no text.

The next morning was Thanksgiving. We usually go over to my grandmother's house at about one or two. So I went down to the kitchen and helped my mom cook some deserts to bring over. We laughed and talked, but I couldn't get Sammy off of my mind. God, why was this grtting to me so much? He's just a friend. That's all he would ever be. Even though we've been getting along the past couple weeks, he's still an asshole. He's with a different girl each week, how could I trust him?

We went over to my grandmother's house and I absolutely stuffed myself. I was thinking about Sammy the whole time, and people kept getting me to pay attention but I couldn't. Eventually they just ignored me, and when we got home, I didn't notice that Sammy's window was open. I flopped down on my bed and sighed.

"Sammi?" I heard a voice call. Sammy. I jumped off of my bed and to the window.

"Sammy!" I said, smiling. He smiled back at me.

"Hey," he said softly.

"Hi," I replied. He stepped on his window sill,  and I stood up and bafked away from the window so he could come in. He swiftly jumped across to my window and swung in. How does he do that?

"Skill," he shrugged, smiling. He read my mind. He walked towards me, and pulled me into a hug. I leaned into him, savoring his sweet smell and his warmness.

"Happy Thanksgiving," he whispered in my ear, and pushed me against the wall. He bit his lip as I looked up at him, and then he finally leaned down and kissed me. Our lips moved in sync, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. But I knew this was what he was planning... to kiss me, for me to fall in love with him, he gets in my pants, like every other girl he's done this with. Except he wasn't getting away with it.

I slowly pulled away and kissed down to his neck, then back up to his ear.

"You're still a man whore," I whispered in his ear and I pushed him back.

"SAMMI!" he yelled, grabbing for my jacket. I smirked and darted out of my room and down the stairs, and out the door. He was still chasing me as I headed down the street. But finally he yelled, "I'll get revenge! I will win this! I always do!"

I smiled to myself.

"Not this time." I whispered.

And that's how the wars began.

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