The Boy Next Door

Chapter Four

(A/N) HEY HEY HEYYYYYYYY PEOPLES. Okay so first off thank you for voting and commenting (You know who you people are ;) ) But I still need some more of those, cool? K, on with the story!

P.S. SAMMMMMMMMMMMS HERE, but I bet you guys knew that lolwut.

"Sam?" I gasped and he looked down at the floor. 

"Oh my goodness it is you!" I squeaked.

"Yeah, it's me." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, crossing my arms.

 He moved his hands down and rubbed his face, "Well, I kinda almost ran you over in my car. And you didn't look so well since, you know, you were laying in the middle of the street. So I brought you to Beth's house. I didn't know you guys are friends now."

 "Yeah, we are. But what are you doing HERE in California? I thought you moved to Texas or something."

"Oh that, well, my parents didn't like all the tornados in Texas, so we decided to come back here!" He said, smiling.

 I frowned, "Where are you guys going to live?"

 His grin got wider, "That's the awesome part. We're moving back into our old home across the street from you! We're going to be neighbors again!"

I stopped breathing. Sam? Being my neighbor again? The memories came back. Sam laughing with Lacey at me. Telling her about my mother's death. I looked at him, my mouth slightly open. He was still smiling, and he opened his arms up, "What do you say? Wanna be best buds again?" I looked at him for a couple seconds before flying towards him. But I wasn't going to hug him, I was going to hurt him.

"OW!" He screamed as I punched, slapped, and kicked him, "What are you doing? I thought we were friends!"

 I hit his chest with my fists, "YOU--SICK----TWISTED---BASTARD!" I said while hitting him.

Someone pulled me off of Sam. Beth. "Danielle STOP!" She yelled, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me, "This guy saved your life!"

 "Yeah and he ruined it too!" I looked at him and scrowled. His lip was bleeding and I could see the begining of a black eye. Good. "You remember." He whispered, looking back down at the floor.

"Yeah, I remember." I said, "I remember you betraying me. You told Lacey about mom." I could feel tears gathering in the corners of my eyes.

Sam slowly walked towards me, "Danielle, I can explain-"

I cut him off, "No, I don't want any excuses. We will never be friends again."

He looked at me, "You don't really mean that."

 "Yes, I do. I never want to see you ever again." I grabbed my bag and walked out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I got to my house and quietly walked in, hoping not to wake my dad. Thankfully, he wasn't awake. I went to the bathroom and got ready to take a shower. By now the tears were spilling silently down my face. I looked down and saw my razor. I thought about it for a moment before grabbing it and sliding it across my wrist. Blood spilled down my arms, dripping onto the floor. I dropped the razor and slid onto the floor, cradling my head in my hands and crying. I just sat there for a long time, blood dripping off my arms along with tears.