Chapter 2 (F*ck You)

After Elizabeth left, Jason walked over to the couch and started to think about what he was going to tell Sam. He certainly didn't want to be with her after what he saw. Just thinking about Sam and Ric having sex on the floor of her mother's house made him ill. Just then, Sam walked into the penthouse noticing Jason on the couch. Sam walked up to Jason, "Jason, what's wrong?" she asked him.

Jason looked up at her and stood up, "What's wrong? What's wrong is that you destroyed our relationship Sam." He calmly stated. Sam looked like a deer caught in headlights. "What did I do that was so wrong Jason?" Sam asked him. "Sam, for once don't play dumb. Own up to your mistakes." He said to her. Jason wanted to see if Sam would just come out and tell him that she slept with his mortal enemy Ric Lansing.

Sam swallowed hard before looking Jason in the eyes, "There's something that you need to know…." She said as she began to say nervously. She took a deep breath before confessing her sin of infidelity to her boyfriend. "Jason, I slept with Ric." Jason looked at her with a sigh, "I know."

Sam was speechless. How could Jason know about what she did? "You know? What do you mean, you know?" she asked him as she finally found her voice.

Jason looked up at her, "I was at the lake house the night of the blackout and I saw you and Ric together." He sighed, "I don't even want to know why you were even with him because I know once I hear it, I'll be sick." He explained.

Sam grabbed his hand in a desperate attempt for her to make him forgive her, "No, please. Jason, please. I want you to know. You have to know. I was - I was drunk and I was really, really angry, mostly at myself for being stupid and naïve enough to believe in love, for finally letting my guard down and believing that something as - as good as what we had would last when I know, I know - my life has showed me over and over again that nothing ever does. So I started drinking whiskey because whiskey is my medicine. It tastes like cheap bars and bad, really, really bad choices, and I deserved to go back there for being dumb enough - For being dumb enough to think that I could have anything else, that I deserved anything else."

Jason sighed as he looked at Sam; snatching his hand from hers, "Did Ric force you?"

Sam's tears kept coming, "It would be a lot easier for you if I said yes and if all of this happened without my consent, but it didn't happen like that, Jason. I mean, I was drunk, but I could've said no."

Jason listened as Sam gave her excuse about sleeping with Ric. "Sam, you didn't say no. You destroyed what we had. You got drunk and you slept with him! Willingly, I might add." He said as he started to get angry.

Sam was still crying, "Jason, don't you think I feel horrible about what I've done! Ric was there and it just happened. I was hurt over you and how you've continued to push me away!" she snapped.

Jason got up from the couch and started to pace, "The thing you don't get is why I pushed you away. I pushed you away to keep you safe. I was trying to protect you from me!" he yelled at her. Sam was too embarrassed to say anything. How could she? She had been caught red handed. Minutes passed by and Jason had stopped pacing. All he could do was shake his head.

"Okay, you had sex with Ric. I feel sorry for your mother and your sisters. How could you do that to them? To us?" He questioned.

Sam moved from the couch and walked over to him looking him dead in his eyes furious with him. "Okay, that's it? That's all? Just an okay? That's it? I am someone you can pity, but I am not someone you can love, now that you know that I've been with Ric? That's right, Ric, Jason! I had sex with Ric Lansing!" She screamed.

Jason couldn't take it anymore. Every time he heard Ric's name, all he envisioned was Sam having sex with him in her mother's house. "Stop it! I can't take you re telling me the same shit over and over again. I get that you slept with him! It doesn't make it right!" He said to her. God she was so annoying.

Sam got up in his face this time, "I know you hate what I've done, so why don't you just say the words? Come on Jason, be a man and tell me what that you can't forgive me!" She goated. Jason had hit his breaking point, grabbing a vase and throwing against the door watching it shatter.

"Sam, I don't want to talk about it. Just leave it alone!" He said yelled in frustration. "No, Jason. I'm not leaving it alone. I can see it in your eyes and on your face. Say those words!"

By that time, Jason had exploded with anger, "He's my enemy! He's my enemy! Not to mention your mother's husband. You know all the sick and twisted things Ric has done, and you let him put his hands all over you. You let him, Sam. I mean, how - how could you - how could you do that to yourself? How could you do that to me?" He asked her.

Sam crossed her arms over her chest as she wiped tears from her eyes, "Jason, I did it to punish me! I did it because you left me. I did it because my mother told me that I was trash. So I figured, why not be what everyone thinks I am? Ric was there. And I guess I stopped thinking at all, because the next thing I remembered, I woke up on the floor, Jason - on the floor, and I realized what I had done, and I realized that you would hate me. And that you would probably never be able to look at me the same."

Jason couldn't even look at Sam right now. "Oh, so I'm the reason you slept with your mother's husband? Wow, okay… then I guess you won't like what I have to tell you and it's a whopper." He said eying her.

Sam stomped her foot and crossed her arms over her chest, "What the hell could you have to tell me?" she asked him.

Jason rolled his eyes, "Don't you want to know where I was and what I was doing last night?" He asks Sam as he raises an eyebrow. "Fine Jason, I'll bite." She said growing impatient. "What were you doing last night?" she asks. "I was with Elizabeth. We slept together." He confessed. "No, you couldn't have slept with her. You and Elizabeth?" Sam said wide eyed. "Aw, don't look so shocked. It's not like we planned it. It just happened. Kind of like how you just happened to have sex with your mother's husband." He sneered.

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, it didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I don't want you back

You thought, you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
Ya played me, ya even gave him head
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another hag, look elsewhere
Cuz ya done with me

"You need to leave. Pack up what you want and go. I'll send you your other belongings later." He said to Sam. 'Or burn them.' He thought. Jason couldn't even look at Sam. He watched as she went upstairs crying. Minutes later, she returned with a suitcase heading for the door. She turned to look at him and wanted to say goodbye, but left instead.