Chapter 3: Why me?

I was sitting down at the kitchen table staring at the document my mother had placed in front of me.

Adoption papers. She was crying; she knew I was in pain. So was she, my mom had been officially broken for a long time now. She just can't take it.

She was trembling. Her hands were shaking =, her voice quivered, "Sam, p-please forgive m-me…"

I knew her pain; I forced my shaking hands to sign the papers. "Its ok mom, I know that I am not important."

She broke some more, "Sam that's not true! You know that!!" She was crying hard, she grabbed the papers before I could sign. She ran down stairs.

I hollered up the stairs, even though she shut the door, "I have lost everything and now you lay this shit on me!!"

I could hear her sobs.

Two weeks have past by. Rebekah and I have been hanging out a lot. On Tuesdays and Thursdays we go skating.

Mondays and Fridays I go to her house.

Wednesdays we go shopping.

On the weekends we go to groovy smoothie

She said next week I'm going to officially become a gluttony member. I knew what that meant. Piercing I can already imagine the hell that's going to be.

My phone started to vibrate and play Always by saliva, "Hello?" I knew it was Carly but I said it anyway.

"Sam! What's…what's up?" she laughed awkwardly

"Nothing, you?" I heard her voice brighten

"Nah, but maybe if you want to we could go gets some smoothies? You come to my house and sleepover! We have ham!"

I pondered for a moment. Rebekah was sick so I cant do anything with her this weekend.

"Umm…ok." I said flatly

Her voice brightened even more which made me happy.

"Yay! See you in half and hour! Bye!" we hung up.

"Yeah see you…" I said to myself.

I was packing some underwear, and some black hello kitty pajamas that Rebekah gave me. I wondered what ever happened to Freddie. He doesn't talk to me or Carly.

I tried to call him up real quick.

1901-787-4389 (not real numbers don't call)

"Hello?" It was a girl's voice but not Ms. Benson

"Freddie?"

"No this is Sam" and Ashley" I heard two girl's squeal.

"Oh could I talk to Freddie?

"Sure! Freddie! It's for you!"

"Hello?"

"Hey Freddie!" I greeted.

"Who is this?" he asked plainly.

"Sam Puckett?" Did he forget?

"oh." He said disappointed

"Well, um me and Carly are going to get some smoothies, do you want to come?"

"Oh err…Sam I'm kind of busy."

"But Freddie, Carly will be there!" I tried to persuade.

"Sam, I'm over Carly and have been for a long time."

"Well don't you want to hang out with me anymore?"

He sighed. "Sam, all you've done in the past forever has been putting me down, so no I don't. Now I have two classy ladies I need to attend to so if you wouldn't mind----"

"Classy?! How could call two sluts classy who don't know a carrot from a potato unless it has to do with sleeping with them both to see whose better in bed!!"

There was a silence then the line was dead.

I groaned.

Why me?