Chapter 4

Over the next three weeks Jason and Sam became really good friends. Everyone thought it was something more then friendship, they were becoming tired of having to tell them they were just firends. They each wished that they were more then friends, but weren't sure about the others feelings.

Sam had never trusted anyone more then she trusted Jason. Whenever things got bad he was always there for her. She had yet to tell him about her father and had only told him bits and pieces about things with her mother. She had been getting in more fights with her mom because of all the time she was spending with Jason. Only occasionally would she actually tell her the truth about where she had been, she'd usually make up some kind of an excuse. She knew that if her mom had found out about all the time she was spening with Jason she wouldnt be able to leave the house for however long her mom thought it would take to get over him. Her mom didn't trust her much and would immediatly jump to the conclusion that she was sleeping with him.

Jason wanted to be with from the moment he first layed eyes on her. He thought she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He was unsure of how Sam felt towards him. He knew she considered him a really good friend and he was greatful for that but he couldn't help but want more.

As Sam walked in she was expecting her mom to be sitting on the couch waiting for her. It was eleven o'clock and this was the third time this week she had stayed out this late. If she wasn't going to be home by tenon school nights she was to call home and of course all three nights she forgot.

"Where have you been" her mom asked her before she got the door closed.

"I was out with some friends" she said hoping she would fall for it

"Oh really, that's why some guy just dropped you off" she said getting angry

"Alright I was out a friend, who just happens to be a guy, whats the big deal"

"The big deal is for the past month you've been coming home late. When you do get home you go into you'r room, and all the time your not home your out with some guy doing god only knows what"

"Well there you go again mom jumping to conclusions, He happens to be a really good friend of mine. Not a sleeping buddy, and I'd much rather spend my time with someone who cares about me and who's actually around when I need them, unlike you" Sam yelled at her. Her mom was really getting her anry now.

"How would you even know if I was home you spend all your time with him. I could have been home for bhours for all you know."

"Well for the past four years I've spent all my time alone you were never in the picture. From the time dad left you became a totally different person, and the person you turned into deffinitly isn't any kind of a mother,"

"I work to provide for you so don't you get smart with me"

"I don't care what you say you don't need to work 17 hour days in order to have enought money to get us food and pay the bills."

"Well if you don't like the way things are here why don't you just go live with your father"

"Is that the only thing you can say, every god damn time we get into a fight you always throw him up in my face, you know how much I hate that bastard but yet again everytime we fight you have to bring him up, It's like you'r purposly tring to make me even madder at you."

" I do not do that purposly, I was simpley saying you can go live with him if you don't like it here"

Sam couldn't take much more of this she felt like she was going to snap, she had to get away from her mother.

"Yeah whatever mom, I've had enough of this" she said heading towards her room

"There ya go again, going to your room, its either out or into your room"

"Your not one to talk, all you do is work and sleep, at least when I want to sleep I can make it into my own bedroom."

"What the hell are you talking about"

"You know what I'm talking about, Its only been for the past few months that you've even bothered to come home. For three years I would go weeks at a time without seeing you, that dosen;t sound like a mother to me that sounds like some kind of whore." All this fighting and thinking of her life the past few years was just to much for her she broke down and started to cry.

"Thats it you selfish bitch, I want to out of my house right now" Sam had struck a nerve her mom was furious now. This time she really meant it.

"No problem, I'll be back for my stuff tomorrow" she said as she headed out the door.

She had absolutly no clue where she was going to go. It was midnight and her grandmother and aunt would be asleep and she didn't want to disturb them, maybe she could just walk around for a little while.

Sam spent the next hour and a half walking and crying. Once she fel like she could stop crying she would think about something her mom said to her or something her dad did and she would burst into tears again. She sat at the park for awhile when she relized she needed to saty walking it kept her mind of her problems somewhat. she haden't even relized where she was walking to until se stopped infront of the Quartermaine mansion.

Jason had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the sound of someone at his door. He loooked overat his clock and saw that it was 1:45.

"Who the hell could that be" he mumbles as he made his way towards the door.

He opened the door and saw Sam standing there. She looked so sad and fragile. Her cheeks were tear stainded, he could tell that she had been crying for hours.

When Sam looked up and saw him looking at her she fell apart again, he reached out and pulled her into the house. He walked over towards the couch with her and held her in his arms. While he held her she felt safe, like being in his arms could make all her problems dissapear.