Forever Lost

Chapter 22

Samantha's POV

''Woahhh you're so fast Jaden!'' I heard a voice I'd rather avoid. Cameron was The one who took Jaden!? I looked over to the ''Dallas'' neighbors and saw them. Jaden was there, but one thing i cared about the most right then was why Jaden was with Cameron. 

''JADEN!'' I shouted.

 ''Sammy..'' He said with his little confused voice that made me mad and grabbed his hand really hard. 

''WHY DID YOU GO AWAY FROM ME'' I asked him really serious. '

'Sam, relax.. I found him, he was trying to find his mom and.-'' 

I cut him off. ''And Cam! Let me ask you something.. Who gave you the right to take someone's child out of the store without even saying a word. Tell me! You have no right to talk or even touch Jaden!'' 

''Relax Sammy.. I tried to find his mom but I couldn't, so I just thought it would be safe enough to wait here?'' I got so pissed at Cam, I could almost hit him. 

''Don't call me Sammy.'' I tell him and grabbed Jaden in my hand walking into the house. ''Jaden! Don't ever EVER! Let that man touch you or get close to you again..'' I said. 

''But Jaden likes uncle Cam'' He innocently said.

 ''Uncle Cam? He's not our family, Jaden! Those people are not our family. You can get close to everyone, but just not Cam. Do you understand me?'' I held his hand. 

''Yes sammy'' he pouted. I was mad. I got pissed off by the fact that Jaden is getting to Cam. I can't let that happen. I checked my phone and I had one voice message, ''Hey, Sam. I won't make it home today, the crew just called and I gotta deal with some small problems. See you tomorrow, love you.''

It was evening, and I already put Jaden to bed. It's been a stressful day for me.. Too stressful. How can Melody even handle Jaden? I got so many things going on in my head that I needed a distraction. Alcohol. I needed alcohol.. I don't care if I'm allergic but just one night, it won't harm me. I got small shot glasses out and poured the vodka. 

Sat myself down on the couch and stared at the bottle of vodka. ''Long time no see'' I said to the bottle. Last time I drank, was after my mom passed away. It was the best distraction from whatever was going on, but then I had to stop because.. Yeah. I took the one shot and said, ''this is for you Jaden.'' Taking another shot, I already felt dizzy. ''This is for you, Cameron.'' Taking the third and the fourth shot, I said. ''For you who ruined my life.''

 At the end of the night, 18 empty shot glasses were on the table. I was drunk, I felt like I wanted to vomit. The first thing I did was walking into my bedroom. I couldn't even walk properly, I couldn't control myself. I took out a box underneath my bed. 

Opened it. 

And.. 

Saw the pictures of Cam and I.

 Every memorable object was in that box, and all I wanted to do was destroy everything.

 I took a scissor and cut all the picture in bits and pieces. ''You made me do it, Cam..'' I said as I cut our picture in half.

Cameron's POV

''Andrea, are you sure you don't want me to help you with your mom?'' I said in the phone. 

''No it's okay, my mom is fine but the doctors are still fixing her up. Don't worry baby. I will be home in a couple of days. Love you''

 ''Love you'' I said and hung up. Andrea's mom got into an accident at her job, so now she's looking after her. I was sitting in my couch clicking through the channels but there was nothing interesting. So I went outside to get some fresh air. 

God.. Why did Sam get so mad today? And Jaden did nothing, he's just kid. He knows nothing.. 

I looked up at the moon thinking about what Andrea might be doing. My loving wife. I remember when we had our first real date, it was a friday night and we went out for a dinner. Her smile was amazing, everything about her was and still is amazing. I couldn't love any other person as much as- *Glass breaking* Sam.. 

What the hell is going on in there. I slowly went in front of their house and looked through the window. ''Sam..'' I whispered as I saw her in the kitchen. She looked... Drunk. 

I rang the bell a few times until she opened. ''Sam, are you drunk?'' I worriedly asked. She tried closing the door but I held it. ''You are'' I said. 

''Why do you care? Where's you beautiful beautiful perfect so called wife?'' She was drunk. Everything she's saying is because she's drunk. 

''She's not home today but Sam! Why-'' 

''Shut up! You have done enough, you destroyed everything'' She could barely stand up properly. 

''Wha- What are you talking about?'' 

''You and your stupid lies, don't tell me you don't know'' She laughs and almost fell, so I carried her up. ''Let go off me, don't touch me!''. I put her down on the couch. 

''Here you go. Now tell me, why you're like this. What's wrong?'' I was worried, too worried.

 ''Like what? Cameron, there's nothing wrong with me'' She laughed and her eyes got wet. 

''You don't drink, you only drink when you're depressed. You rarely drink, Samantha just tell me.'' 

''What do you know? You're just a neighbor'' She got serious and cut off the laughter. ''Cameron, you know nothing about me. It's normal for me to drink.'' Wow.. Okay I know nothing at all. I literally know everything about her. After all she was mine. Unless she has changed. 

''You're allergic to alcohol.'' I put my hand on her forehead to feel if she was getting warm. And she was. I went into the kitchen and made a small towel wet to lower the warmth for her. ''What are you doing?'' She confusingly asked. 

''Taking care of you'' I said as I put the towel on her forehead and down to her cheek. Until she put her hand on mine.

 ''Why are you doing this, now?'' She looked at me, she didn't look at me the same way she usually does, she didn't look at me with the hate in her eyes. But she looked at me, the way she used to.. She looked at me like she.. 

''Um.. I mean. I can't let my cousins girlfriend die, without trying to help'' I changed the subject. As much as I wanted to say whatever I want, I couldn't. Because, if I wanted to say something, I can't do it while she's drunk. I can't let myself be that kind of person. I don't take advantage of anyone, I never have. 

''You know..'' She starts laughing. ''You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep that thing in me for 9 months. You have-'' She kept talking but I didn't hear anything. It felt like her voice volume went down and the room turned black. 9 months... What thing? What is she talking about? She was too drunk, but drunk people don't lie?! 

''And then you were just-'' 

''Sam.'' I cut her off staring at the shot glasses on the table.. ''What do you mean... with that thing inside yourself? 9 months? Were you..'' I looked to my side. 

She fell asleep. 

I never got the answer. 

But it's not possible.

It's not possible.