Chapter 3

April 11

12:00 pm

Sam's Pov

I parked my motorcycle in front of my house and looked at the empty driveway. Turning off the engine I walked inside, locking the door running upstairs and onto my bed. The silence in the room was killing me. The alcohol smell from my clothes filled my nostrils. I looked to my side and at the clock. I wanted to take a shower so that I didn't smell horrible but I'm too tired to get up. I looked at my closet and thought some more until I got a text from Freddie.

Nub: Hey Sam some people recorded you at the party playing the guitar look at the link below.

I pressed on the link and on Slapface there I was sitting on Fredward Benson's bed playing the guitar. I looked at the views it was going up to thousands the more I reloaded the page. I groaned , everyone's going to know I can play the guitar now. I scrolled through the comments were people were saying-

BoyInABand17- You're not bad, we should play some time!

MusicNerd83- You're really good! Do you know any other guitar solos like All Along The Watchtower by Jimi Hendrix?

I didn't know what to think. I was mad that everyone just saw me do one of my secret hobbies but also kind of happy that people liked it. I grabbed my earphones and Pearphone looking through my Spotify playlist. You know when people say they like playing soothing music to sleep, well that's not me. I like playing the opposite kind of music, rock. I pressed on Come As You Are by Nirvana. I listened to the beat and sang with some of the lyrics.

"Take your time, hurry up

Choice is yours, don't be late

Take a rest as a friend

As an old Memoria, memoria

Memoria, memoria." I sang.

Every time I listened to music it made me calm, I could express my feelings. I stood up looking through my closet grabbing my acoustic guitar. I listened to the lyrics and started playing the song. I didn't realize how loud I was playing until I couldn't hear the lyrics anymore. I stopped playing as the song ended and looked at the clock. I groaned. I still wasn't tired. I walked down stairs into the bathroom looking through shelves.

"Dang how many pills are there in here." I looked at all the pills.

"Sleeping pills, aspirin-." the list went on as I looked through them, but I stopped as I picked up a box and opened it. Inside were cigarettes. I looked through more cabinets until I saw the key to the garage. I grabbed it running outside to the garage picking up the keys unlocking the room. I flipped the lights on and saw boxes everywhere. I walked to one labeled "Documents" I opened it and inside were bottles of vodka and some documents. I opened them.

"Sam William Joy." I read. I opened the file, he was sentenced life in prison after being accused of selling illegal drugs. I looked through his profile. He was blond with blueish greenish eyes. I opened more documents to one divorce document.

"Pam Puckett and Sam William Joy." I read out loud. They used to be married. I looked more until I found more files.

"Pam Puckett takes Custody of Samantha Joy Puckett and Melanie Victoria Puckett." My hands shook as I held the documents. This file was dated back when I was 2 years old. My mum married twice, my dad is my step dad. A silent tear fell onto the papers as I put it back into the box and backed away from it. I looked back at all the vodka. I held the bottle in my hand unscrewing the cap of the bottle. One second it only took one second as I gulped down Vodka and spit it out on the ground choking and wheezing for air. I gasped as my throat felt like it was burning.

"H-help." I managed to breath out as I wheezed and coughed. I turned off the light of the garage walking out locking the door still gasping and choking and ran inside to the restroom throwing up. I felt my inside's turn around as I spat out the rest of the drink. I closed the toilet lid and flushed gasping for air. I looked at a window and saw the lights of my mum's car. Getting up I turned off the light running up stairs onto the bed under the covers. I heard the door open down stairs and the footsteps of my mum and someone else walk away into her bedroom as they laughed. I groaned and silently cried in my bed.

The next day I woke up walking to the bathroom taking a shower. I changed into a brown leather jacket, a black shirt, and dark blue pants. I ran down stairs grabbing my motorcycle gloves and my helmet as I walked outside glancing at my mom's room one last time. I grabbed my keys and drove to Ridgeway high parking in front of the school as guys watched me.

"Hey Princess Puckett." Fredward walked up to me holding his backpack in one hand.

"What do you want, Fredbag."

"Where did that nickname come from?"

"Where did Princess Puckett come from?" I said walking passed him.

"Come on Sam I just need you for a favor."

"What!" I yelled in his face.

"Carly Shay my friend she's the captain of the cheerleader team, she has an extra ticket to the football game tonight and you're going."

"No I'm not."

"Where else are you going to do, stay home all day?" I sighed, he was right.

"Fine but don't expect this to mean I'll be hanging with you more often Benson."

"Of course why would I think that, I'll see you around Puckett." he turned around and walked away into the school. This was not good.

School ended and I was at my locker again for the one hundredth time today and Carly Shay walked up to me.

"Hey Sam, I have the ticket to go to the football game you are coming too, right?."

"Just give me the ticket." She held out the ticket and I grabbed it.

"Their front row seats."

"Wha-" she walked away skipping before I could ask who I was sitting next to.

I sat in front of the school bleachers and sat watching the football game. It wasn't that bad, Frednub would give me side glances and smile from time to time. I finished eating my kettle corn and the game ended.

"Wait Sam!" I looked behind me and Freddie Benson ran to me.

"What did you think of the game?"

"It wasn't bad half bad Benson."

"You really think so?" I smiled.

"You're such a nub."

"Wait Sam I have something for you."

"What now."

"Would you like to go to Groovy Smoothie with me?"

"You're paying." he smiled wider than normal.

"Okay I'll see you then and here." he leaned over to me and gave me a small peck on my cheek.

"It's a date!" he yelled running away in fear. I stood there frozen in spot touching the place he kissed me.

A\N

Thank you for reading. I hope you liked it. I will be updating Monday or Tuesday. (In six or seven days)