THANKS TO ALL OF YOU WHO REVIEW YOUR REVIEWS KEEP ME GOING. THANKS TO THOSE WHO ARE STILL READING MY STORY. MY SEMESTER IS COMING TO AN END SO MY SCHEDULE IS BECOMING MORE AND MORE HECTIC, BUT I'LL TRY TO UPDATE SOON.
After she lost it in class Sam escaped to the Novak. She stood at the mirror, fingers clutching the counter with her upper body leaning over the sink. She felt as though she couldn't breathe. What Nicole had witnessed really made her gut twist. Sam realized that the twisting feeling wasn't just a feeling. She ran to an open stall and let the contents of her stomach spill. After her stomach was empty she dry heaved awhile.
When she calmed down she leaned against the cool metal of the stall. She was exhausted and let her body slide to the floor and sat there till the bell rang. The shrill of the bell broke Sam out of her haze and she struggled to get to her feet. She approached the sink and rinsed her mouth out before searching her purse till she found her pills.
She popped two into her mouth and washed them down with water from the sink. She snatched a towel from the dispenser and wiped the water that had dribbled down her chin. That's when Brooke walked it. Sam rolled her eyes and tossed the towel in the trash can before snatching up her purse quickly. She turned around, ready to flee, only to come face to face with Brooke.
Brooke had her arms crossed and a concerned look on her face. Sam diverted her eyes to the corner of the room. She couldn't look at Brooke right know because it would only remind her of her major mistake.
"Sam, are you ok?" Brooke dropped her arms to the side when she saw that Sam wasn't going to run.
"Yes, Brooke I'm fine," Sam snapped while still staring a picture on a previous student on the wall.
"For Fuck's sake, Sam, you are not 'fine'. You're never home, come in late or drunk, and you lost the fire that kept you going," Brooke couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Are you done?" Sam plainly replied as Brooke fumed.
"No, Sam. Jane hasn't seen you in days and she is starting to worry. You should be at dinner tonight just to make her happy. You can put your partying, or whatever you do, off for one night," Brooke stopped and waited for Sam to answer.
"Fine, tell mom I'll be home for dinner. I have a lot of stuff to catch up on anyway," Sam said as she went around Brooke and out the door.
Sam went to her next class and when the lunch bell rang she left for her job.
She got to the Café and punched in. Bruce was working on some pastries and breads and had looked up when she walked in.
"So you want to work the counter till Becca comes then you can help me back here? You did a good job yesterday," Bruce looked back down so that he wouldn't cut himself while slicing some ham.
"Sure," Sam said as she put on her apron with her name tag.
She went to the counter, relieving the man who was working it. The lunch rush hadn't started yet. She did a few orders before Becca tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey girl," Becca beamed.
Sam smiled and let Becca take over. She went into the back and Bruce put her to work on the breads while he worked on the other menu items. Sam worked till 6pm and punched out. Becca was waiting for her at the back door.
"You partying tonight?" Becca said as they walked to Sam's car.
"Nope," Sam unlocked the car door. "Dinner with the rents."
They climbed in the car and made their way onto the road.
"Ok well you have to go to the warehouse rave tomorrow then," Becca exclaimed. "It is suppose to be the party of the year. Stacy called me up today."
"I'll need the party after having to spending the whole night at home tonight," Sam quickly looked over at her. "So am I dropping you off at home or at Stacy's?
"Home. I should probably get some stuff done. Sam I think we need to talk about the fact that you are gay and have a thing for your step-sister."
"No we don't. I'm not having this conversation while driving," Sam said a little angrily she was reminded of what Nicole said earlier.
"Sam come on you need to talk to someone about it. Does anyone else know about you being gay, because you sure left me out of the loop," Becca was pretty pissed about not knowing about it before.
"Becca I'm not even sure about it myself. So no, I haven't told anyone about it," Sam took a breath before adding the 'but'. "But someone who hates my guts saw me last night with the blonde."
"Oh, Shit. What did the bitch do?" Becca turned a little in her seat facing more towards Sam.
"She was….just herself. She just got to me is all," Sam pulled into Becca's driveway.
They sat there for a bit in silence with the car running.
"Sam call me tonight if you want to talk, ok?" Becca said before she exited the car.
Sam got home just around 6:20. When she entered she spotted her mom at the stove with Brooke chopping veggies for the stir-fry. Her mom turned around and smiled at Sam. Brooke also looked up and gave her a look of relief.
"Hi honey, nice of you to make it home for dinner," Jane was extremely happy to see her daughter. "You can go to your room and work on homework, we have things under control."
"Ok," Sam headed for the stairs.
Brooke couldn't believe that Sam actually came home in time for dinner. Brooke was now worried that Jane and her dad might interrogate Sam to the point where Sam will leave abruptly during dinner. As she set the table for dinner her Dad arrived home.
"What's for dinner?" Mike asked as he walked over to Jane who was finishing up stir fry. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and leaned over to smell the food sizzling on the cook top.
"Stir-Fry," Jane turned the stove off. She then turned around and looked at Brooke. "Brooke, could you go get Sam, foods ready."
Brooke set the last piece of silverware on the table before she ascended the stairs.
"Sam's home?" Mike looked at his wife surprised.
"Yep, she decided to join us in time for food," Jane said unaware that Sam actually never came home last night.
"Honey, I think we need to talk about Sam's absence," Mike said in a serious whisper.
Jane was putting the food into serving dishes. "What do you mean?"
"Well, this morning when I left Sam's car wasn't in the driveway. I have a feeling that she never came home," Mike told her his theory.
"Well, we'll have to ask her about it," Jane tried not to sound too worried, as she put the food on the table. "Could you put Kenzie in her highchair for me please."
Brooke approached Sam's door which was ajar. She lightly knocked. Sam didn't answer so Brooke knocked louder, which caused the door to swing open farther. She saw Sam laying on her bed. She had fallen asleep. She couldn't help but notice how calm Sam looked as she laid on her back. Her eyes traveled over Sam's body, her face was so peaceful with her brunette hair splayed out on the pillow. Brooke slowly approached her and stood at the foot of the bed. She didn't want to wake Sam up, but Jane would wake her up if she didn't.
"Sam wake up," Brooke said loudly.
Sam shot up from her bed. Brooke had scared her. Sam's was on edge from this morning's situation. She looked side to side and realized that she had just dozed off and that no one but Brooke was in the room. Her eye's settled on Brooke who looked shocked.
"Sorry, but Jane told me to tell you that food is ready," Brooke spoke up.
Neither of them moved for a good minute until Sam got up off her bed and walked past Brooke out of her room without a word. Brooke followed her down the stairs and to the table where Mike and Jane had just taken their seats. Brooke and Sam took their seats.
"Well, this is nice having everyone here for dinner," Jane said with a smile.
Mike started dishing out and passed the food around the table. They all had their food and started to dig in before any conversation took place.
Mike paused from eating, "So Sam, I noticed this morning that your car wasn't in the driveway. I'm curious to hear your reason."
Sam was in the middle of chewing some rice. She slowed down her chewing, giving her time to think up an excuse.
"Well I left this morning early because a friend of mine called really upset about something and needed my help," Sam looked to Brooke who could totally rat her out.
Brooke narrowed her eyes and slightly tilted her head, but it went un-noticed by everyone but Sam. She knew that Sam didn't leave early.
Jane looked at Mike then Sam. "Well, Sam if you leave early could you at least leave a note. I know that you are an adult, but you still live in our house under our rules."
"Ok" Sam looked at Jane. She couldn't believe that they believed her that easily.
"So who was the friend? Carmen or Lily? Are they ok?" Jane asked curiously.
Sam had grown apart from Carmen and Lily after the accident. It was all her fault, she pushed everyone away and kept them away.
"No it wasn't either of them. It was a new friend of mine. Her name is Becca," Sam left out the part about Carmen and Lily.
"Is she a school friend?" Mike chimed in.
"No" Sam wasn't in a mood to talk anymore.
This was new to Brooke. She wondered if Becca was that girl she saw at the house that she dropped Sam off at.
Brooke realized that Sam was starting to sink back into herself and wanting to get away, so she decided to change the subject matter.
"So Dad, how was your day?" Brooke glanced at Sam before giving her Dad her full attention.
Sam was glad that her social life was no longer the subject. She zoned out on her half empty glass of water as Mike went on and on about his work day.
Once everyone finished their food, Jane and Mike went to put Kenzie to bed as Brooke and Sam cleared the table and washed all the dishes.
"Thanks for not telling on me," Sam broke the silence as she put away the last dish.
Brooke was so stunned that Sam was saying thanks to her that almost didn't respond.
"No problem," Brooke gave her a reassuring smile.
Sam didn't return with a smile but quickly went to her room and shut the door.
PLEASE REVIEW. SORRY NO PARTY IN THIS CHAPTER IT WILL HAPPEN NEXT CHAPTER THOUGH SO DON'T WORRY.