A/N Hi guys. I had to think about this for so long. Luckily my mom took my ipod away for a week and monday :( so I could think really hard about this. So this chapters is Samuels and whatever your thinking is his secret, it might be right you'll find out at the end. The next couple dirty little secret chapters I knwo already. It will go Sam, Ellis, Bryce, McKynleigh, Alex, Lindsay, Matheus, Hannah, and Marissa and Cameron (their secrets combine and i bet you will all HATE me for it.) Enjoy. Love you guys Bye!
Samuel
Now before he started dating Marissa, all I knew about him was... well actually I didn't know anything about him. We were like lollipops and onions, two extremely different things that could not be good together. Well, were we wrong. After Marissa gave him a chance, we learned we weren't so different after all. We both had our sweet sides but could turn on the anger in a flash. We both had lost a family member: him and his mom and me and my baby brother. And the most important thing: we both had a slight attraction to each other.
Alright, I'll admit it, I had cheated on Damian and Samuel on Marissa. It started as a stupid kiss when he drove me home one day, but soon lead to something more. Talk about kicking in the backseat. He wanted me to dump Damian so we could be together, but I said no. That was last month, where I was stupid and naive. I was so stupid that I even slept with him. I loved Damian and I might of ruined our relationship by getting it on with Samuel. I know Damian would never forgive me after he learned, because after I died, the autopsy revealed that 2 lives had died on that street.
I knew that Samuel was not clean-cut, but he wasn't a drugged up sociopath that would kill me. The police have him on the top of their suspect list, but I had a good feeling it wasn't him. But then again, Emily is a druggie and Damian's a cutter and I never saw that coming. However, the next night after I learned about Emily and Damian, I learned another dirty little secret. Samuel's.
I was dozing off, making sure I stayed away from Damian and Emily's where abouts. I looked all over town for something interesting to happen. I saw Marissa, Ellis, and McKynleigh having a sleepover, chatting about make-up and which guy would be the best in bed. Something me, Emily, and Marissa did every Saturday night. I felt so jealous, but then again, Marissa needed someone to help her out, since I died and Emily dropped out of society. I watched Matheus and Cameron, who had become friends after my death, walk through the streets of Lima, kicking stones and talking about... well I couldn't hear them, but about something. But I think I watched the most interesting thing in an alley near Stevenson's Liquor store. A dread-locked boy, clearly Samuel, lay against the brick wall, cursing into the sky and drinking a bottle of Jack Daniels. Strung around him, were empty, full, and half dranken bottles of booze.
I counted the number of empty bottles and found that 10 had met their demise. This can't be Samuel's fault. Nothing could push him to this. Nothing. But then I heard his voice, clogged with intoxication, moan into the sky.
"Macy," he moaned. I couldn't believe it. He had to be kidding. I mean, he clearly was drunk and was probably just screaming anyone's name. I had to investigate. When I learned how to visit earth, I thought whoever came up with it was crazy. Or a suicide bomber. But this was the only way I could see anyone so I had to except it. I backed up on the cloud and ran to the edge, jumping off into the night air. Coldness engulfed me and I lost my balance many times, but I some how landed on my feet next to Samuel. His eyes were glazed over from the liquor and he kept moaning my name, but he still looked attractive.
Samuel pulled out a picture and tears filled his eyes. I turned to see what it was and what I saw scared me. It was me. I remembered that photo, back in grade 10 at Bryce's family barbeque. My blonde hair was back in a ponytail and my blue eyes glittered in the sunlight. i wore a simple white tank top and short shorts. The picture showed me on a plastic chair, holding a glass of lemonade and waving at the camera man. I thought noone wanted that picture, but I guess Samuel wanted it. Not because we were friends, but because even in death, he still loved me.
My name is Macy Brown. I died on September 13th. I now know that love comes in all shapes and sizes, even if love is in the shape of a drunk, dread-locked boy with tattoes and a girlfriend.
A/N So that's chapter 4. i hope you enjoyed it. Alert, favorite and rview. Love you guys Bye!