#WhiteGirl (Sammy Wilkinson)

18

I wake up to a single line of light, peaking through the closed curtains, straight into my eye. I shift over to face Sammy, leaving the light to hit my back instead. He open his eyes, "mornin" he manages to grumble in his scratchy morning voice.

"hey you" I say, taping his nose. What can i say, he's cute.

"I had fun last night" he says with that permanent smirk that's always in his face.

"yeah, I guess you wern't that bad"

"i think I should probably apologize to our neighbours for the uh, noises"

"nah, they better get used to it"

He blushes, and smirk, lookin down.

"weeelll.." he says, before ripping the blankets of our naked bodies. I hiss, and try to pull them back on, the AC is strong in his room.

"not happening babe, we're going out for some breakfast!"

I grumble, but ultimately scamper out from the bed and throw on some clothes I'd left over and last time I was here.

I'm bending over to pick up the black skinny jeans, when Sam comes up behind me an grabs my ass, smacking it after, i screech, he then walks to get ready himself.

I wiggle into the black pants, already wearing a Kalifornia tank top, and throw on one of Sammy's red plaids with and sleeves rolled up. Walking into the bathroom, I ask him "what was that for?!" referring back to my butt slap "well I couldn't resist, your booty is just so fine" he responds, biting his lip, arching his back to look at my butt again, as I'm bent over and sink rushing my teeth. I just shake my head, before spitting and toothpaste out of of mouth.

"are u ready yet?!" Sam yells from and living room.

"yeah! Be right down!" i yell back, just putting on my last coat of mascara.

I grab my phone from its charger, shoving it in my back pocket as i make my way downstairs.

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"Yeah I'll have and number 3, with orange juice, thanks." I say to and last at the cash. Sam took us out to breakfast, at McDonalds, so classy, but hey, their breakfasts are good, so im not complaining.

"I'll have the same, but with apple juice."

"both combos?" the lady asks. We nod.

"alright, that'll be 14.75. And your order is number 18"

Sam shoves a 20 over the counter, and receives his change a second later.

We go and sit down at a nearby table, waiting for 18 to be called out. We're just making small talk, mostly complaining about the weather, when we hear our number.

"I'll get it" I smile, getting out if my seat.

I head over to the counter, and grab our tray, going tithe condemned counter, for some napkins an straws, as I hear a voice behind me.

"fancy seeing you here baby" I turn towards and voice. It's John, my ex, we broke up last year, because I caught him in be with one of my friends, Erin, well, were not friends anymore. He said he was just drunk, and that I was over reacting, but whatever, he's a dick.

"yeah, fancy that" I coolly respond, tuning away from him, trying to end the conversation, but John had other plans, he grabs my shoulder, almost causing me to drop mine and Sam's food.

I turn around with a look of fear in my eyes, there was another reason we broke up, he was abusive, he would pressure me into sleeping with him and to pleasuring him, he'd hit me whenever he wanted anything. And that hand on my shoulder, especially because I knew it was him, brought back all those memories I as blocked out for a year, i was over him, I was happy again.

"where do you think you're going?" he smirks, looking around.

"back to my boyfriend" i say, desperate to get back to Sam.

"no your not, you're mine, dont you remember?! I ave you tht car on your back, you're mine"

I instinctively go to touch the scar on my shoulder blade, from when he cut my with a broken beer bottle, cus I refused to sleep with him, and tried to run.

"no im not, fuck you, you messed up paycho" i say, thins I was too scared to say a year ago.

"hey hey hey, what's going in here?" Sam says, comin up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, I immediate sink into his embrace.

"nothing, im starving, lets eat" I nudge out of Sam's arms and turn back towards our table.

"watch your back bitch!" John yells as im walking away.

"what was that all about? Who is he? Are you okay?" Sam whispers into y ear, as we're getting back to our table.

"I'd rather not talk about it right now,let's eat, I'm starved, and I wanna go back to having a good morning" I say, looking down, taking out my, now cold, sausage mcmuffin.

"okay" Sammy says, taking a bite out of his own breakfast.

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After breakfast, Sam could tell my mood had changed, but didn't press and subject, and dropped me ff at home, "love you" he said, as I gt out of and car. I said it back unconsciously, my mind elsewhere.

"so he just shows up out of nowhere?!" Jess tells, exasperated.

"yeah..." is all i say. I've just been down since and all happened, not sure how to take and all in. Of course im over that prick, I'm just worried. He's into drugs and has lots of scary friends, when he said 'watch your back bitch' I could almost feel those words burn into my back. John is an absolute psychopath that'll do whatever he wants, and I wouldn't be supprised if he tried to kill me as revenge for calling and cops on him.

"what are you gonna do?!" she asks

"I'll tell you what I'm not gonna do, I'm not gonna get scared over him again, and hide away in my room. He's not gonna stop me from living my life, going to school, seeing you or Sammy. He doesn't control me anymore."

"you go girl! Honesty I never liked him" Jess laughs

"I know! You told me to breakup with him from day 1, I was just blinded by a guy actually wanting me" I laugh as well, finally being i'n my mood back up.

"let's forget about that useless waste of oxegyn" Jess says, standing up.

"and do what?" I ask

"go see and guys!"

I smile, she's right, I need to go explain this all to Sam, then we can relax and do whatever and fuck we want.
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Hey guys, sorry in so slow at updating. But I had so much school work before and holidays, but i now have 2 weeks off YAS! So I should atleast update a few more times!!! :) also, sorry of there's any word spelling mistakes like "and" instead of "the" my iPod is weird and can't form actual sentences without me having to read it over 10 times before posting.