The night Jake left to go back to college Sam lay in bed thinking.
It's just going to be this way for at least three more years. You'll see him once a month at most, maybe once every few months. She thought.
I don't care, it's not like he'll find someone else.
You never know…was her last thought before she went to sleep.
And that's how it was for the next two months. She saw him once a month until March, when he came back for the third time.
She saw him waiting at her house when she got home.
"Hey." She said.
"Sam." Jake said.
"What?" Sam said.
"You feel it too, right?" he said.
"Feel what?" Sam snapped, avoiding the answer.
"Sam, it's not working."
"What's not working?" Sam said, even though she knew exactly what he was talking about.
"Us Sam, we hardly ever see each other and we probably wont be able to stay this way, you'll go to college somewhere else and I'll still be in a different place. Sam, we will never be able to make it work for at least five more years, you still have to finish high-school."
Sam looked straight ahead of her, not saying anything.
"It's time for us both to move on Sam." He said, "It's time for us both to find someone else. And I love you Sam, I always will, but by the time you finish college, you'll be with someone else." That's when he left. Leaving Sam standing in the same place as he started up his truck and drove away.
Eventually Bryanna came home and helped Sam into the house, figuring out what had happened. Dad came home and saw her.
Sam went to bed and lay there, unable to cry. She heard Dad and Bryanna arguing downstairs, but didn't know why or she didn't care. Somehow over the next month, word had gotten around that Samantha and Jake had broken up.
Sam came to the bus stop on Friday in the beginning of April, still the same; she had just witnessed Dad and Bryanna arguing again but didn't take notice of it. She hadn't really done anything except ride and never really talked to anyone except Jen, whom she spoke to rarely. She sat on the bus next to Jen and looked out the window.
The beginning of the day went by fast until lunch. Some of Darrell's friends came over and sat next to Sam.
"Hey Sam, we're having a party tonight at my place, wanna come?" One of his friends said.
"No, she doesn't want to go." Said Jen, glaring at him. "Josh, right?"
"Yeah, and speak for yourself Jennifer." Josh said.
"I'll come." Sam said.
"Sam, these guys only want your body." Jen whispered.
"Yeah so? Jake said I should get on with my life. Jen, I'm almost sixteen." Sam said.
"Great, I'll pick you up at seven." Josh said.
Sam nodded and left the cafeteria, not wanting to fight with Jen anymore.
Josh watched her leave, nodding. "She's got one fine ass." He said.
…
A horn honked outside and Sam ran downstairs.
Déjà vu. She thought, remembering The Christmas party.
"Bryanna, Dad, I'm going now." Sam yelled. She could hear them squabbling again.
"Great honey, stay out all night if you want." Dad said.
Sam paused at the door then realized that Dad probably didn't want her to hear him fighting with Bryanna.
She went outside and got in the car next to Josh. He drove away, a lot faster than how Jake used to drive. During the drive to his house Sam watched him. He was tan and good-looking, but not as much as Jake. His hair was darker and he had one ear pierced. He also was a little shorter than Jake, but still pretty tall.
He pulled in front of his house and they got out. His house was sort of dark and one of his friends was already there with his girlfriend. They sat on his bed with the TV on, but Josh's friend and his girlfriend were already kissing and on top of each other. Josh leaned over and started kissing Sam, and she let him.
She wasn't kissing him back, but she let him force her mouth open and lean over her.
After all, Jake thinks I should get n with my life and forget about him. Sam thought. She saw Josh's friend and his girlfriend leave the room, probably to find one of their own.
Josh was leaning over Sam, kissing her and unbuttoning her shirt. She didn't care though, out of rage and hate for Jake leaving, she kissed him back and just let him take her shirt off.
No. I can't. She thought, as Josh unzipped Sam's jeans and took his own shirt off. Why not? Jen's done it. She responded to her own thoughts.
She sat up and re-zipped her jeans. She put a hand on Josh's cheek. "Later." She said, as he sat up in disbelief.
"Later, soon?" He said.
"Maybe." She said.
He took out a cigarette and lit it.
Sam watched him. "You want some?" He said, holding out one to her.
Sam shrugged and turned too look out the dark window. He lit another one and held it out to her.
"Try it."
I'm sorry I couldn't resist. If you want me to, I can change this chapter, but I think it's going to come along ok. Do I have to change the rating? I think it's fine, it probably won't get any worse than it already is.