The break up

1: Issues

Sam's POV

"Issa, I really think we should stop seeng each other."

Sam watched as the smile she'd been wearing ever since he picked her up slowly slipped off Issabel's face and her beautiful brown eyes lost their happy sparkle. Damnit he really hated this part of his relationships. The break up.

"But why?" she asked as her lower lip started to wobble and she bit into it, "I thought things were going great, I-I mean like really like...I don't understand. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked as she slipped her hand over his. He looked at her hand and his eyes slowly traveled up to the exposed, flaw-less chocolate coulered skin of her arm, she really had beautifull skin. His eyes slowly, almost reluctantly traveled up to meet her brown eyes with his blue ones.

"Issa," I sighed "please don't cry. I just don't see us going anywhere, I know this sounds so very cliche but you deserve way better than someone who can't be with you completely, who has to lie to his bestfreind about you, who technicaly can't be faithfull to you. I'm sorry."

"There is no technicalitiy about it, I saw you kissing her right in front of me and that's cheating in my book," she said removing her hand from mine and wrapping it around the glass of ice tea she had ordered when we'd arrived and her tone deepened to suggest that she was getting angry "but I said I understand her situation and I admire that you are with her through it. So tell me what is the real reason for this, is it because I  told you that I told my friends I have a new boyfriend?" She said as she slumped in her sit letting her fingers loosen from around her glass, she pouted as she asked "Do you like have like commitment issues or something...cause like really like I don't like understand?"

Wow talk about multiple personality disorder, I mean one second she's spitting fire and the next she's pouting and batting her eye lashes at me. That is one of my major issues with her , one moment she's serious and being smart and funny and then the next moment she's like a blonde bimbo or somethig, not that I think blondes are bimbos but...you get what I mean. I dont know how to explain it, it's like she's self consious about bieng smart, I mean she's gonna say something smart and then after she realises it she's gonna say something like:"I mean like realy like 'incert something stupid here'," okay sometimes it's not something necissarilly stupid its just the way she says it.

My other issue with her is how fast she takes everything, I mean she wanted to do the deed after our first date and...okay I didn't mind that-I am a guy after all-but after only two dates she's already staked herself as my girlfriend, like seriously I didn't know she was my girlfriend I found out when she told me she told her friends I'm her boyfriend AND on our way to the resturant she was dropping not so subtle hints about me meeting her parents.

She's moving so fast it's like she's running some kind of marathon or she's trying to prove a point.

The girl really has issues, I gues she needs someone to tell her that she doesn't need to prove any points and her bieng smart doesn't make her any less funny or beautifull but that wont be me, I've got my own problems.

"SAM!" I am bought back from my thoughts by a very annoyed sounding Issabel.

"Listen Issabel," I said suddenly feeling like this break up was taking forever "I dont have any commitment issues I've been in a happy and loving relationship with the same girl for the last ten years, but sadly I cant say the same for you. You have some major issues I cant deal with right now and I'm sorry but this is over."

I saw Issa's hand tighten around the glass of ice tea and I could tell that nothing right now would give her more satisfaction than to  dose me with that ice cold tea but if there is anything I've learnt about Issa in the last two weeks we've dated is that she doesn't like to cause sences so I highly doubted she'd do it.

"Hah," she said looking furious " who the hell do you think you are telling ME I've got issues, YOU live with your ex who has memory loss and still believes that you are dating for goodness sake, I accepted that but you cant deal with commiting to me, really and the fact that you think that living with you clingy ex with memory issues can be considered a happy, loving relationship of ten years, then you dont only have commitment issues, you sadly suffer from a case of paranoia and idioticsizm."

"I dont think idioticsizm is a reall word." I whispered. I know it was a dumb thing to say but really, I was seriously not expecting that. So I shouldn't have been supprised when the next thing I felt was the cold shower of ice tea running down from my red hair and down my light blue shirt.

"Shit!" I gasped, that was fucking cold.

She looked me straight in the eye and murmured "Go to hell!" Before she stood up really fast and practicaly ran out of the resturant.

As I watched her run out I couldn't help but think, I wish I had left after I made my big climax of a break up speach, I highly doubt she would have been left in the same awkward situation as I was and no one in the resturant would have been any wiser of our break up.

Now I was left to deal with the gudging stares of everyone in the resturant. I looked around and some people were looking at me with amusment, some with pitty and a few were condemning and I saw one guy at the back laughing his ass of. I raised my hand up and squeeked out " check please " I asked them to please wrap up the food we had ordered but hadn't arrived yet. I decided to go wait for it by the door.

As I waited I called for a cab to come and pick me up. As I sat at the back of the cab on my way home to Rachel I thought, even though Issa doesn't know the real story she was right, I really have issues.

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