Falling for a Cloud

Chapter 12

(This book hit 100 views! Thank you all so much for everything! I'm so sorry for not updating lately! I have had a lot of family time and I have to focus on some major projects for school soon, so chapters will be up when they will be up.  I haven't had much control over when I can update lately! Thank you all so much and lets shoot for 150 views! xoxo~ Lia)

Sam stumbles through the fast-food resturant and my bad luck appears once more.  JC stands up but I pull him back down by his arm.  Sam can be drunk if he chooses, but he's not going to mess up JC's life, or mine,  over his own decision.  

"Sam." I growl and Sam spins around to face me.  He nearly falls but smiles at the sight of me.  

God, it's only been a half hour and he's already drunk.  

"Hey baby girl!" His words slurr together into a mess of jumbled up words I can barely understand.  I'm furious and my fists ball at my sides.  My long nails dig into the palm of my hand and the anger is slowly poured from my injured hands.

"What the...  What are you....  God, Sam! What the he** are you doing?" I snap and Sam starts laughing slowly.  

What?

"Why are you laughing? God, you confuse me."  He's drunk, idiot. My lovely subconsious adds and I shake her to the back of my mind. 

"You left me,  all alone.  I loved you.  I still do till this moment.  I can't live without you even though it's only been a couple of days. " He whines and my heart aches.

Lia, he's drunk. I have to keep reminding myself that he doesn't mean anything that he says now. 

"You froze in the driveway, hurt me, then got drunk.  Haven't I earned the right to leave you?" I regret the words the second the leave my mouth, but I don't take them back.  What's said, is said.  

JC stares at me with concerned eyes and I can feel the room's tension building.  I use this time to try and rebuild the walls I have build at least ten times in the past week.  But Sam comes around, and breaks them right back down.

"You don't love me?" Sam seems so hurt by my previous words. 

"I don't know.  I'm just, tired.  I really am.  I am sick and tired of this little game you've played."

"But," Sam tries to interrupt, but I continue talking.

"The whole game.  Everything you've done for me, every nice word you've ever said, was to get me to play your stupid game.  Well guess what Sam?  I won't be your little play toy.  I have to try to erase you from my mind.  You have intoxicated me and I can't get you out.  I hate you, but at the same time, we have a great connection.  You are so confusing.  You apologize, ask for a second chance.  And just as I was about to grant you your wish,  you don't even fight for me.  You stand in the flipping driveway like an idiot as I drive away." My walls are built once more and the only the thing I'm scared of now, is the possibility that Sam could easily knock them down with one simple sentence.  

(Sorry for such a short update,  I'm extremely exhausted. Who knows, you might get another update tomorrow! xoxo~Lia)