Shit, what the hell? No, no, no. This cannot be happening, not now, not when Sam is acting all weird and disappearing on me, not when he isn't being completely honest with me. What am I suppose to do? Tell him? Get it taken care of without anyone knowing? Run away? Shit, I don't know what to do was the last thing I thought before I heard the telephone ringing downstairs.
"Seth answer the damn phone." I yelled.
No response, crap I forgot no one was home right now. I ran downstairs into the kitchen hastily grabbing the phone off the hook.
"Hello? Hello?" I stammered out.
"Leah?"
"Sam? What the hell Sam? You said you were stopping by last night and you didn't show up. I need you." I said.
"Leah, we need to talk. Can I come over?" He asked.
"What Sam? Of course, when have you ever asked before you could come over?" I questioned.
"Okay Leah, I'll be there in five minutes." He said then hung up the phone.
I made my way outside and curled up on the swinging bench we had. Soon I saw Sam walking into view and he quickly made his way over towards the porch and sat beside me on the bench.
"Hey Leah." He said avoiding all eye contact instead chose to stare at the ground.
"Hey hun." I said staring all his face waiting for him to look up at me.
"Leah, look we need to talk…"
"Oh okay good. Sam there's something I need to tell you. Sam I'm…"
Sam cut me off before I could tell him. "Leah, we can't be together anymore."
"What? What are you talking about Sam?"
"Leah we just can't be together anymore."
"What the hell are you talking about? What is going on? Who is it Sam, who are you breaking up with me for?" I yelled although I never thought someone else was in the picture.
"No one, Leah." But I saw the look of guilt flash over the eyes and I knew.
"Samuel Levi Uley don't you fucking lie to me! I know when you're fucking lying and right now you're lying. So tell me who the fuck is it?"
"Leah, please…"
"No, Sam who the fuck is it?"
"Emily." He whispered.
Emily? My cousin Emily? The sister I never had? My best friend throughout my whole life? Then I looked up towards the street and saw her come into view. Slut.
"You fucking slut!" I screamed and started making my way towards her. "What the hell is your problem? Why can't you get your own damn man, stay away from mine."
"Leah, back off." Sam bellowed at me. "You don't know what you are talking about. I am sorry this is how things have ended between us but, but damn it I can't explain it okay. I'm sorry."
"You're sorry Sam? I gave you everything, everything damn it. You're just tossing me aside like a rag doll. Just screw um and lose um huh Sam?"
"Leah no it's not like that." He said.
"Really then how is it Sam? Please dare to explain." I yelled while glaring at Emily.
"Leah knock it off, this isn't Emily's fault." He said noticing the glare I was sending Emily who only withered under my intense stare.
"Not her fault. You met her a week ago and you're throwing away four years and the life you always wanted with me for her."
"Leah I'm sorry truly I am. But it's just better this way." Sam said.
"Fuck you Sam. I hate you! I hate both of you." I said turning my glare towards Emily then stomped off back towards my house.
"Leah I'm sorry!" Emily said running towards me.
"Don't you dare come any fucking closer. You aren't sorry but one day you will be." I said glaring at her then I turned to Sam. "I hope you're happy to know you are now officially your father's son Samuel, you fucking pig." Then I walked into the house and slammed the door.
Choking back the sobs I made my way towards my room and closed the door slumping down to the ground, unable to hold myself up nor the tears that began overflowing from my eyes. Hitting my head against the door, unable to breath I realized something that had completely slipped my mind for the time being.
Shit, I'm pregnant.