Though we were married everyday felt like the first day I fell in love with January.
We were going back in a few days, back home. January was getting home sick from not seeing her beloved 'papa' - total daddy's girl, but I didn't want to leave Sammy behind.
"Sammy?" I ask as I snatch the last slice of pizza from the box. We had ordered 3 boxes and already we'd finished them, I guess January was eating for 2.
Sammy hums in response as she rapidly tapped away on her phone.
"When are you turning 18?" I ask, taking a bite into my now cold pizza.
"Next Thursday," She smiles, making my mouth drop, almost dropping my pizza.
"What have you planned?"
I was shocked. Your 18th was most important and she seemed so unbothered.
The real reason I asked was because I intended to take her with us back to the U.K. I had been January's bestfriend but I noticed she'd pushed everyone away in school ever since the death of Hafsa becoming a social outcast. She longed female company and I could see from this trip how much Sammy meant to her.
"Well then, for your 18th we're going to have a double party," I say proudly, her head whips up and she raises her eyebrows.
"What else would we be celebrating?" Her face was full of excitement, just then a thought popped into her head making her face drain colour.
"Too bad. We can't have a party. I'm not allowed." She says shaking her head disdainfully.
"Hold your horses princess, don't be like that. Who said we're having the party here." I smile and send her a wink.
Darius coughs loudly, in attempt to gain our attention.
"What's going on?" He asks duped wiping his face with a tissue.
"I'm taking Sammy back to the U.K." I say adamant. Okay, yes I hadn't even spoken to Sammy about it, but I'm sure she would've said yes.
"Really, Little Yoyo?" She squeals in excitement and she does a little whirl in her wheelchair.
"She can't, she's not some toy or souvenir you can take back. She's my daughter, the only thing I have." Darius says sharply, making Sammy stop in her tracks. "You can't stop me, I'm turning 18." Sammy snaps back with a smirk.
"Whatever. You're staying." Darius rolls his eyes. I lean over to whisper in Sammy's ear.
"You're totally coming," she laughs in excitement hugging my neck.
I look over to January, who'd been so lost in her own thoughts.
"January," I call from the other side of the room snapping her out of her trance.
Her look made my heart pound, making it seem like I was going hyperventilate and pass out.
I still had a crush on her, and she make my heart do a whole gymnastics lesson in my body.
"Hm?" She looks up at me.
"I- I'm taking Sammy U.K what do you think?" She nods. "Good." Is all she says making her way upstairs.
"I'm going to have an early night." She yawns making her way upstairs. I take Sammy upstairs via the lift so I can talk to her without interruption of her controlling Darius interfering.
I pull out my phone calling mom.
Her phone rings for a while, which I'm presuming she's busy, because she picks up on the third ring.
"Hey mom," I say to the black screen. Mom had obviously put her finger over the camera, because I could hear her giggle asking dad whether the camera was on or not.
Two seconds later, her forehead took over the screen.
"Hi sorry, I've got a new phone and I didn't know how to use facetime on here." She laughs on the other side of the screen.
Without beating around the bush I get straight to my point.
"When's Sammy's birthday?" I ask. Mom lets out a little hum than a mad chuckle.
"Is Sammy there?" She asks after a long pause.
"Yes."
"Ay caramba! I was going to surprise her but since she's here now, I might aswell ask her her opinions. Sammy, come here my princess." Mom calls over from the phone. Sammy wheels over with a massive grin plastered across her face.
"Hiya, princess. Well it's your 18th, and I know your dad so well, he said you can't have a party right?" Mom's voice was so smooth making me feel a pang of guilt from the way I treated her. She was a hero really.
"Momma," I interupt Sammy focuses the camera on me.
I snigger before I talk to Mom's forehead.
"I'm going to..." my voice breaks up from my giggles feeling through.
"I'm sorry mom, I can't talk to your forehead." I let out weakly.
She positions her camera showing her whole face.
"Better, anyway, what do you think of the idea of Sammy coming with us to the U.K?" I ask in a mumbled tone, unsure to her reaction.
"I think it's a great idea, however Darius would get lonely. You're the only one he has now that I have pasty boy over here," she chuckles as dad screams in the background that he's offended.
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It had come Thursday in a flash. We were set on leaving Friday afternoon, everything was booked. Dad was to stay with mom to rekindle their 'confused little love,' and Sammy was coming back to the u.k with us.
For a moment I was relieved.
I hadn't had to worry about her and Darius, whether he was going to hit her, or hurt her. She was with us. And would start her life anew, where she could be there for January, though we were 8 years older, she was our sister.
We get to the party mom had set up, with blue steamers and banners decorating the p.e hall to a public school they'd rented out. The lights were dim and there's been multi coloured laser beams shining across the room.
And ofcourse on entrance the song "company" was playing, Sammy being a belieber.
"I love it!" Sammy squeals doing a twirl in the red lace dress January had brought.
After 2 glasses of Cherry Coke, which by the way was horrible but was the most decent thing there, a dance with Sammy to the 'Macarena,' a whole bowl of tangy cheese Doritos and a snicker bar, January stood on the stage tapping the mic to gain attention.
She stood in a grey-white dress, which fell at her toes, decorated in silver studs and velvet flowers. It looked like a bridal dress or a dress for the red carpet. I wasn't complaining she looked gorgeous as always.
"Can I have everyone's attention please?" She taps softly into the mic. Soon enough the chatter dies down and everyone awaits January's announcement.
"Everyone is in for a treat. Of course it was hard to plan in short notice, but I hope Sammy enjoys this, and I hope it's her perfect 18th. But since it's her 18th, we have welcomed here today a guest, someone very dear to our little Sammy and I'm sure this person is offended you didn't invite them personally. Everyone clap your hands together for the one, the only Justin Bieber!" January says blowing a kiss with both hands to Sammy who's dumbstruck as to what was going on, mouthing the word 'enjoy.'
"January I'm, I'm gobsmacked. I-I thank you!" Sammy hugs January's legs, making her wobble and almost lose balance.
Justin invites Sammy to be the 'One Less lonely Girl,' serenading her as she sits in her chair in the middle of the stage with a flower crown and a bunch of roses.
Her precious smile, glistening in the light. This was the moment she dreamed of, she'd finally got it.
After taking hundreds of selfies with Justin Bieber, Sammy dashes to me, showing me the photos with her eyes watering.
She pulls out a fake rose amongst the real ones and reads out a note.
"Here's a rose, to keep the memories alive. Love you lots my One Less Lonely Girl, Justin Bieber X"
"It's cute, so... Is this the best birthday or what?" I ask, hugging her.
"It's the best! Thank you Fantasma." She giggles and wheels off before I beat her ass.
Only January could call me that.
I look around a notice something weird. Darius said he'd be gone for 'work' though he worked at home and he'd been missing throughout the whole party.
I walk outside the gymnasium, thumping in his number holding it to my ear impatiently.
He declines all my calls meaning he's seen them. Where could he be?
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Authors note: this is irrelevant information but my brothers name is also Samee😂🤦♀️and the next Chapter is in Darius' POV.
ALSO IT'S INTERESTING SOOOO DAMN IM EXCITED TO UPDATE IT😭💜💜💜💜