On My Own. ([ SLOW UPDATES])

On My Own. Chap. 5.

She had a clear view of where I was standing.

My hands let go of her.

** Sam’s POV

Tears continued to leak down my face.

This song always gets me for some reason.

Fuckin Brad Paisley and his good lyrics in a song.

Arms made their was around me.

I was surprised but didn’t let my guard down.

“Calm down.” Felix whispered into my ear.

I almost, almost, shuddered in pleasure of his hot breath on my neck but didn’t.

And I didn’t loosed up one bit.

I don’t let anyone see me cry.

Ever.

“Come on Sam. Chill.” He tried again.

“No.” I stuttered on words.

I saw Felix glance in the mirror.

He then pushed me away from his body like I was shit.

“You saw me there, didn’t you?!” He yelled at me.

A knot formed in my throat.

I hate looking and feeling so vulnerable in front of him!

I shook my head furiously no.

“LIAR!” he accused.

“W-what?” I stuttered out a question.

“You put up this whole fake sadness so I’ll pity you even more?!” Felix screamed at me.

I’ve never seen anyone so furious.

Well.

Besides Mum.

I dropped my head.

No use fighting him now.

“I’m right aren’t I?” he smirked.

“No. You’re wrong Felix. You’re wrong about everything that includes me. You’re wrong- I didn’t see you. You’re wrong- to pity me. You’re wrong.” I said. “To be living here. Pack your shit and.. get out of my house .” I stated through clenched teeth.

“Hit a soft spot eh?” he smirked even wider.

“OUT!!” I screamed.

“Naw. I’m good.” 

I sighed.

“Fine. Outta my room.” I said in a low voice.

He shook his head no.

“Seriously?!” I yelled.

He shook his head yes this time.

“Ya know what? Fuck off bastard!”

I grabbed my tank-top and stormed past him.

I walked outta the house putting my shirt on.

Just my luck, it started to rain.

“Yay.” I said flatly.

I walked for a few miles before my legs gave out.

I looked up.

I was at… The cemetery.

Of course.

My legs decide to bring me here.

Of all fuckin places!

** Felix’s POV

Haha.

I love being an ass to her!

Anyways.

It’s been an hour and Sam hasn’t returned back to the house.

And yeah; I started to worry.

I mean, this chick just fucked up her leg, is wearing a tank-top in the rain, and she’s walking.

Shit.

I grabbed my jacket and ran outside.

I searched until I found her.

She sat at the cemetery.

Alone.

She sat on the ground in her shorts and tank-top staring at a grave.

I sneaked over to her and read the grave’s description.

Daniel Knight

1974 - 2009

Will be loved and missed

Tears streamed down Sam’s face as she stared at the grave.

“I miss you Daddy. You might not have known me but- I knew you. I miss you. You were the only one keeping me alive. I miss you.” Sam whispered.

She hugged herself to block the cold away.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

The.. brotherly{?} side of me took over and instantly I was by her side with my jacket wrapped around her tightly.

“Felix-?” She asked nervously.

“Mmhmm.” I mumbled.

She wiped her tears away and turned her head to the side.

“I already saw Sam. Stop hiding.” I said.

She sighed.

“This is my Dad.” She said and pointed at the grave.

I nodded and turned with her.

I stood up and picked her up.

She wrapped her arms around m neck and got comfortable in my arms.

She murmured some words into my neck that sounded like, “Thank you.” but I couldn’t exactly tell.

“Welcome.” I said softly and carried her home.

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soo?

good enough?

i hope so!

i spent an hour cause i wasnt exactly.. focused...

hehe..

anyways (;

song is whiskey lullaby to the side with lyrics..

i love this song and yeah tear-jerker.. sorry!

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okaaaayyys!

byyeee

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