Small-Town

Bonus Chapter//Letting go

A/nThis is Claire and Sams break up from Sammys POV it's short yet sweet, I hope you enjoy

Sams POV

I couldn't take it anymore. 

I barely saw Claire anymore and I was sick of it, I love her and I want to be with her.

I understand needing space.

But this isn't what it was. 

And that is exactly why we were fighting. 

"We barely see each other anymore!" I yell, standing up from my desk. 

"That's not my fault! We are busy!" She argues back, stepping a few steps away from me. 

"It would be easier if we want public with our relationship" I  snap. 

"You said you didn't want it public so we are keeping it that way!" She shouts. 

"Maybe I changed my mind!" I yell.

Silence filled the room after that. 

A angry glare filled the space between us. 

But deep down I wanted to cry, I know...I'm a sucker. 

I could tell she was upset, I knew her, and when she's biting her lip...she's anxious. 

But what she said next made me want to beg for her forgiveness.

"Sam...I think we should break up"  

No, This is a dream. 

I'll wake up and she'll be sleeping next to me. 

And we'll go and get breakfast at Nolans. 

It was like I couldn't control myself. 

And before I could stop it...

"Yeah...maybe we should" 

No. No...this isn't what you want! 

Take it back! 

It's a dream!

Please...

Claire scoffs "Fine" 

"Fine...."

With that, she grabs her jacket and storms out of my house. 

I walk over to my window and watch as she gets into her car and hits her steering wheel yelling something. 

She looks up to my window and we make eye contact. 

"Please don't go" I whisper. 

But it was too late, she left. 

She's gone. 

"Damn it!" I yell, punching my wall. 

As I burst into tears I lean against my wall and slide down it, crossing my arms and hiding my face. 

This isn't what I wanted.

But I messed it up. 

I love her. 

She was supossed to be mine! 

She was mine...

But now she's not...

We could've worked it out...

It could've been different, I wanted it to be different! 

And I can't just magically stop loving her.

We're young...And sure, maybe I don't know what love is.

But I do know, that every time I saw her, my heart would speed up, and every time she spoke she made me sound dumb, and I know her favorite move to make was grabbing my shirt collar and pulling me into a kiss. 

I knew her and she knew me. 

We were honest. 

Is this what she wanted? 

Did she want to break up with me?

I would continue asking this the rest of the school year. 

Letting go was the hardest part. 

And I couldn't do it.