20. The Mistunderstanding

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Samantha Eden

School is as enjoyable as it can be, between Denise telling me about Darian everyday which is adorable, observing Nicole and how she watches girls' asses and blushes whenever one looks her way and Ayesha giggling and blushing at her phone because of a twitter guy. I'm the only person who seems to be out to sea with what I want, I know what I want, everyone knows what I want but I don't want to take the risk. I'm tired of being hurt, I'm tired of this "Love" bullshit that never works for me and I'm tired of being played with. I know in the back of my mind I wanted a relationship with him, I did, but I know he can't wait for me to be mentally ready for a relationship. It's a few minutes before our chemistry lab and we are making our way back to school, these past few days I've just been lost in my mind. The world around me just goes by and I stay in this state of constant thinking. The girls and I put on our lab gear and walk into the lab, to my surprise Troy is sitting with the girl from earlier this week. They chat and smile and a part of me feels hurt but the other part feels like a raging beast ready to tear her head off,

"Yuh jelly" Ayesha whispers and we make our way further into the laboratory, I sit where I was last week. After the lab talk I'm sure he's going to come work with me, but he turns and goes to the station with her. He's not working with me, he sits watching me cautiously from his station.

***

Troy Stevens

I walk back to the station with Nikki, Sam watches us, I really want to talk to her and tell her it's not what it seems,

"Yuh see how stink she look at me?" Nikki queries, sounding completely shocked,

"Yea I saw" I utter getting our apparatus,

"That's all you gine say??" she whispers looking over the counters at Samantha who is now working with some girl,

"What else am I to say?"

"Troy! She now look at me like I thief she man" Nikki didn't know much about Sam and I, I guess I should've said more, "Christ I int even like you like that"

"Wait what? You don't?" I ask surprised,

"No I-uh I'm gay" her head drops as she stares at the floor, those words didn't hurt at all since I wasn't interested in her but I honestly thought she was into me, My bad,

"Totally didn't expect that" I chuckle,

"Yea I am, but you gaw fix this" she says worried, this has been an interested day, the only two females I interact with one is gay and the other I can't make sense out of anything she does, as we work on our lab I decide I should go talk to her. Her partner has left her and this is my time for us to talk as I approach I can see how tense she is, her lips pushed into a pout and her brow frayed,

"Hey" I say smiling, she glances at me before continuing her work, her hand trembles with frustration as she pours HCl into a beaker "You want some help?" I offer and she drags her hand away from mine,

"I want you leave me" she hisses and I return to my seat.

***

Samantha Eden

I really hate him, he and his smug ass comes over here acting like everything cool when he ditched me for some girl, He probably fucked her, anger consumed me as I practically work alone, I haven't seen my partner in about 20 minutes,

"Hey you alright?" Denise asks me and I glare at her, she is another person I really didn't want to speak to right about now,

"I'm fine!" What's up with everyone thinking I need help, I roll my eyes and continue my work, I just want to finish this and get the fuck out of here.

I finish my lab so fast I didn't even notice, I'm ready to hop into my bed and disappear, this day is so much shit and I want it over. I expected to talk to him instead Troy Stevens has made me feel like an ass once again. I descend the stairs to see him leaning against the wall casually, in a bright orange shirt and a grey jeans, he looks up at me as if he was expecting me to come this way. He stands in the middle of stairs blocking my path. I really want to go the other direction but my body wouldn't move, he walks toward me, slowly, I probably zoned out because I can smell his scent right in front of me. He stands on the step below me and he's still taller than I am, I turn my eyes upward to him, I feel my cheeks grow warm as he stares into my eyes. My throat feels dry because it seems all the moisture in my body has gone south, I want to jump on him and wrap my legs around him and let him take me right on this staircase,

"Sam" his low tone pulls me from my trance,

"Yes" I croak, his locs brush against my face as he looks down at me,

"Can we talk?" his warm breath lashes my cheek, and I nod slowly. He steps back and extends his hand to me, I mindlessly place my hand in his, What the fuck are you doing???, I know I said I'd never talk to him again, but technically he is doing all the talk so it doesn't count.

We walk hand in hand over to a bench under a tree on the side of the road, he motions for me to sit and I do, putting my bag between the two of us, he moves it and slides right next to me. I try to focus on the sprinkler wetting the field on the other side of the road, he doesn't say anything for what seems to be an eternity,

"I know I said I wanna talk but I didn't think I'd get this far" he chuckles "Well I guess I want to say things are weird between us but I hope it's not always that way"

"Oh" I say plainly,

"Uh yea, I wanted to know if I don't know maybe you wanna hang out some time" he says and I turn to face him, he smiles awkwardly, and I'm about to scream YESSSSSSSSSSSSS TAKE ME NOW! But then I remember,

"Don't you have a girlfriend" I cross my arms across my chest and suck my teeth loudly, he laughs and my anger fades slightly, What's so funny?

"You mean Nikki?" he laughs again, and I look at him with disgust "Her being gay and all might not work out to well yuh know and my interest is on someone else" he mutters the last part, I giggle sheepishly, my jealousy was for nothing,

"Oh"

"Soo can I call you tonight?"

"I'll think about it" I say grabbing my bag,

"So technically yes" he says winking at me as I walk away, Maybe he is right.


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