Jealousy

By- Fangirl 2

*YOU MUST BE MATURE TO READ THIS CHAPTER WARNING MUST BE MATURE*

Samantha's (Sam) POV

*BE MATURE*

October 30th, 1999

Dear Diary,

the party was tonight. Okay, I know I wrote October 30th BUT it's technically October 31st because it's 3:00 in the morning! The night was fun and interesting. Currently, I am in bed, with you. Pat claimed that he was gonna go help clean up, but I told him to go to bed. He partied a little too hard. I'll clean it up in the morning and mom and dad won't get home till dinner time. Why? Vegas for Halloween.

Pat and I started getting the place ready at 5 ish. Once it was done, he went upstairs to talk to Brad. I heard him laughing and it sounds like he was enjoying the convo. Meanwhile, I sat downstairs and watched tv. Family Guy came on. I'm not a big fan but there was nothing else on. I began to fall asleep until I realized, I have to get dressed in my costume!

When I rushed upstairs I heard Pat talk about his costume to Brad. His door was shut. He likes his privacy and I can respect that.

It took 10 minutes to finally get on my full costume and close to 45 minutes for the makeup. I have a lot of makeup but I also used my mom's. She doesn't care. I just used her lipstick. Pat got dressed really quickly and when he was done there was a knock on the door. I opened it up as a blast of people started coming in. I said hello and all. When Brad entered, he took Pat's hand and followed him upstairs. Fun.

I looked for Mary Elizabeth to make sure if she showed up yet. Turns out she didn't. I really hoped she would show up. Meanwhile, I sat down and ate some snacks.

Someone knocked on the door five minutes later. It was Craig.

I opened it. He was in his football uniform and his helmet on his head. I grinned as his white teeth sparkled in that dark helmet. He took off his helmet and held me close. "Happy Halloween, babe," He said. "You too." I whispered. The door closed and I pushed him against the door. My hands traveled to his shoulders as his hands went to my face. I went on my tippy toes and kissed him on the lips. "Let's wait," He whispered. "'Till later." I nod as an okay and lead him to the kitchen.

Not too long after, Charlie and Mary Elizabeth showed up. Craig went to open it. I know Mary Elizabeth doesn't really like Craig so I rushed to the front door to keep from her almost killing him.

"Hey, guys c'mon in." I welcomed them. Charlie looked down as he entered, he was probably feeling awkward but I don't really blame him. I mean he's at a party and he's the only freshman as everyone else are seniors. Mary Elizabeth glared at Craig as Craig just smirked. On their way to the kitchen, Craig looked over at me as he shut the door. "Who does she think she is?Treating the football team like crap?" "She's Mary Elizabeth and you had to deal with her for 3. almost 4 years because of me so cut her some slack. She's gone through a lot." I tried to explain. Sadly, Craig is hard to explain to. "That happened like 10 years ago! She's better off getting over it." "Hey, even though you're the popular guy in the school and you have the best life out of all of us, that doesn't mean you can treat others like crap." I ended the conversation. That's a downside about Craig. He thinks he's the best and since he thinks that, he treats everyone else like we're his peasants. I walked away before he could finish off anything.

Around an hour later, we voted on playing "spin the bottle". Quite interesting. Pat went and had to peck Brad on the cheek, and some girls that he wasn't fond of. Charlie spun the bottle last and it got…. me. He looked around as everyone went "OOOOHHHH!" Charlie's face got red as he stared at me if it was okay. I smiled and nodded as an okay. He leaned over and gave in.

It was something.

When it was done, he smiled. He sat back down like nothing happened. I looked at Pat, he was all excited. I looked at Mary Elizabeth and she looked empty. I looked at Craig and he looked away. I knew that what happened was a mistake.

Later, I was talking to Craig. Craig was mad. I brought him upstairs to my room. He yelled at me. "DID YOU EVEN ENJOY IT?!" "IT WAS SPIN THE BOTTLE WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?!" I questioned. "Answer, the question." He demanded. "No…" I muttered. He turned around and put his hand on his forehead. "Damn it, Sam. I don't… I don't know." I walked over as my hands went across his face. It calms him down. "Shhh. I'm sorry, Craig. Please, I love you." Now, I got emotional. I hate it when Craig is mad at me. Makes me feel like crap. He stared at me and exhaled. His hands fell to my waist and picked me up as he set me on the bed. I smiled. I love it when he picks me up. He takes off his football uniform and unbuttons my shirt.

He breathed on my neck hard as my hands found his 6 pack. He wants to unbutton my pants but I say no. "Only kissing, silly! That is not part of the plan." My shoes came off. "I. Love. You." He responded. I grabbed his face. "I love you too." His lips touched mine. It. Was Great.

One problem.

We fell asleep.

I woke up in his arms. God no. Why did I let this happen? Ugh, I shouldn't have! I hope…. Seriously…. I can't become… ugh, shut up. I thought. I checked under the covers. Thank god. I woke him up. "Craig. Wake up." He awoke. "Babe, we've been sleeping for like 3 hours." "Shoot!" He muttered and whipped off the covers. "We locked the door, didn't we?" He asked. I ran to it and checked. "Yes." He wiped his forehead with a sigh of relief. "Thank God." He replied and then stared at the time. "I… should go home." I nod. "Yeah, okay." He leans towards me as my back touches the wall. He kisses me one more time before he leaves. "Bye, Sam." "Goodbye, Craig." I wave. When he leaves, I walk downstairs to make sure anyone is still here. Thankfully, everyone went home. I checked on Pat. He was alone and cleaning up the kitchen. "How'd the party go?" I asked. "Good. Everyone left at 2:00." I give him a thumbs up. "Thanks for putting up with that." "It was nothing. I just shooed them away with the broom." I laugh. "Nice." With that I help and finally when we finish, he goes straight to bed. I brush my teeth, take off my makeup and get dressed in my pj's. I then got you out, Diary. Oh no, it's already 4! Gotta go to bed! Goodnight.

-Samantha