OK some of you might recognise some of this! hehe! sorry Emma i nicked some bits from a role-play we did! Sorry hehe
Flashback
''What would you say if i asked you out on a date?''
'' I'd say yes'' i smiled softly
'' I'll pick you up at 7?' he replied
'' Sure'' he leant over and kissed me gently on the lips
. ...The start of our relationship had been great, he had been so sweet, so polite he treated me properly. i should of known things wouldn't have lasted...
It had been great to start with. I liked him, a lot.He cared about me too and I knew he would never cheat on me, not like Phil surely would. At first, Phil had become his old self, trying to put Stuart off me, telling him every secret of my past that he knew Stuart wouldn't like the sound of.
I hated Phil for a while. I truly hated him, like I had before he had gotten shot and out lives had both changed rapidly. But, of course, he said he was sorry and looked at me with those puppy dog eyes of his and I'd forgiven him, as long as he dropped the subject and didn't try to break us up. And he'd surprisingly kept his word. I think he just stopped caring about me. But I still remember what he said, as if it was yesterday
"I promise. But just one more thing. As great as he seems Sam, nobody's perfect, even if he pretends to be. He just seems to good to be true to me"
Little did I know, he was right...
So this is ''love'' the sick feeling you get whenever you look at food, the increase in heartbeat as you see that special person. Even smell them… sense them is enough. The happiness they bring to you is so unbelievable and you want to share it with all your friends but you have to stop yourself. They seem to roll their eyes as I start to talk again, probably sick to death of hearing my thoughts… and so I don't speak much anymore… afraid of being pushed out. But he doesn't seem to think about me in the same way, he tells me that I don't need anyone else but him. Have I done something for him to hate me so much? I hear him coming through the door and my stomach feels empty. I feel empty, as I know what's coming...
'Samantha!'' he shouts
"Yes"I replytimidly, turning around, hittingmy arm off the table, hard, but not caring, I've learnt not to care anymore. He grabs my arm, his grip tightening making me shout out,
'' Stuart you're hurting me'' i whisper softly
"You're too easily hurt," he snaps back, gripping me harder, making me cry out
''I...I'm sorry '' I stutter, not knowing what ive done wrong this time, but he's never been this angry before
"Well sorry isn't good enough, is it?" He hisses, hitting me hard to the floor
I shake my head, tears falling down my cheeks, the side of my face throbbing from where he lashed out. He walks across the room and pours him self a drink before returning to stand in front on me, a look of disgust that ive seen before... why would you do this to someone you love?
Heya, this is one of two of my new FanFictions. let me know what you think. maz xx