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fadingsofaraway · 01-04-2008, 11:40 AM

So this is a story I've been working on for a while now... I've been looking for somewhere to post it to find out what people other then my friends think of it but I hadn't found anywhere. So I figured I would post it here. The working title is Twist of Fate and everything comes from my own little head.

Just to let it be known, this story is kind of a romance I guess.. I'm not sure what else to put it as. Also the main Characters are gay, however everyone hopefully can relate to the feelings and thoughts these people have. This is because I used myself and some others in my life to base a few of the people off of. So yes I myself am gay and I am proud to say so.

There is a little bit of bad language here and there but its very limited.

Very short description of the whole story is this: A girl who feels like shes stuck in a rut, and then in a few days her life gets completely flipped upside down.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

I walked into my apartment and threw my keys on the table. It seemed like everyday I did the same thing over and over again and I was stuck in the monotony called my life. It has been turning into nothing more than a worthless rut that I seemed to be stuck in. Don't get me wrong I love life and I love what I do, but it seems like nothing ever changes. It seems that nothing ever comes along to mix things up and give my life a little excitement. I mean even if I had a little excitement, I would be content with that, but it seems that it never even gives me a chance.
After coming through the door, I moved into the living room, plopped down on the couch and checked my cell phone. I had three messages, and none of them were anything special. I had one from my mom asking when I was coming home for a visit, one from my girlfriend making sure we were still on for dinner tomorrow, and one from my best friend wanting to know if we were drinking on Saturday. Like I said my life is completely and utterly boring.
Once I checked my messages, I went to the kitchen and started making dinner. I pulled out a frozen meal and popped it into the microwave. Even my dinners were starting to get a little routine. During the week I would always have frozen meals, unless Sandy and I made plans, which was very rare. It seemed like Sandy and I only saw each other once or twice a week, and we always did the exact same things. Friday nights were dinner at either a restaurant or a friends dinner party, and Saturdays, if we were together, were spent on the couch watching movies. Of course the Saturdays I wasn’t with Sandy I spent with my best friend Michael.
Michael was the one part of my life that was completely unpredictable and wild. He was the most eccentric gay boy that you would ever meet in your life and I loved him for it. He was where all of my personality came from. We have known each other since we were little kids, and by wonderful surprise we both turned out flaming gay. Our first clue should have been when we were both about eight years old. We were playing house and he kept saying he wanted to be the mom. I was completely fine with this however because secretly I wanted to be the father or son. It should have been at that exact moment when our homosexual tendencies smacked us in the face, however it took us another few years to come to terms with it.
I heard the microwave ding and ran back into the kitchen. Once I pulled it out I threw it on the table and grabbed my cell phone. I decided the smartest thing to do was call my girlfriend back first. She knew what time I got home and if I didn’t call soon after she would get angry with me.
“Hello.”
“Hey baby what are you doing?”
“Oh. Hi Ann.”
“Don’t sound so excited to talk to me.” I felt a pang go through my body when I heard her annoyance in the phone. It seemed like all I was anymore was a big bother to her.
“Sorry I was just expecting another call. So are we still going to dinner tomorrow night?”
“Well I hadn’t made any other plans so I guess so.” At this point I wasn’t even so sure I wanted to see her anymore. It seemed like all we ever did was fight, and one of us left either angry or crying.
“Do not get attitude with me Ann I am not in the mood to deal with it today.”
“Sandy I wasn’t getting an attitude with you I swear.”
“Whatever Ann. I will just see you tomorrow at the restaurant.” I heard the phone click and then the dial tone soon after. It seemed like everything I did anymore pissed Sandy off and I didn’t understand why. In the beginning we had been so perfect. We were that couple that everyone looked at and said wow they are so happy. We spent all of our time together and it was amazing. However over the last few months she had started acting differently, and I was starting to wonder how long our relationship would last.
After a few minutes of sulking I picked the phone back up and called Michael.
“What’s going on boo boo ” Michael had caller ID on his cell phone, and always felt it necessary to call me some kind of a name when I called.
“Hey Michael.” I said this with a little bit of sadness in my voice and I knew it. It couldn’t be helped. Fighting with Sandy always made me feel horrible.
“Ah let me guess you called her before you called me and now your upset because the two of you just fought.” I laughed to myself as Michael said this. The boy knew me better than anyone else in this world and he has always been able to tell exactly what is going on.
“Bingo. All I said was don’t sound so excited and she went off on me. It seems like nothing I say or do anymore is good enough for her. Sometimes I think the only thing I could do that would make her happy is break up with her.”
“Well I have been telling you for months now that she’s sleazy and you need to leave her ass. I mean seriously Ann she has been walking all over you. She only talks to you when she wants sex, money, or dinner. I swear give me one hour alone with her and she won’t know what hit her. So help me I will teach her a thing or two”
“Michael I know you don’t like Sandy anymore, but I am still in love with her okay. I want to try and make it work. Maybe I will try to talk to her about everything tomorrow.” I could hear Michael grunt on the other end of the phone but I didn’t care. I did really love Sandy and I wasn’t going to walk away from her because we hit a rough spot. If Michael had it his way I would have left her two months ago when the two of them got in a huge fight. We were all at a party together and Michael was drunk as a skunk. Sandy had left me to get another drink and soon after Michael followed her. The next thing I knew Michael and Sandy were screaming at each other at the top of there lungs. Michael was yelling that Sandy was a dirty whore and claimed he saw her cheating on me. Sandy then turned around and swore up and down that Michael was just drunk and all she did was kiss an old friend on the cheek and he was being ridiculous. At the time I believed her because of how drunk Michael was, but he was never willing to drop the fact that she cheated and refused to speak to her again.
“Its more then just a dislike for Sandy. She isn’t worth your time and to be honest I never thought she was that damn good looking anyway. You are totally hotter then she will ever be and you could get any girl in the world that you wanted.”
“Oh you mean like the way you get any boy that you want. What was that story you told me, about the guy slapping you cause he found out you called his best friend ugly.”
“Well hunny I can’t help that I don’t hang out with ugly people. I mean people as attractive as me just don’t do those kinds of things.” I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at how vain Michael was sometimes.
“And exactly what are you going to do when people think you are ugly cause you have wrinkles all over your face?”
“Um its called botox so I will never look ugly. Now are we still on for drinking Saturday night or not?”
“Of course we are, I wouldn’t miss one of your parties for the world.”
“Okay good the party starts at ten but you and I will start drinking at nine. Love you sweetie.”
“Love you too.” After I hung up I set the phone back on its cradle and took what was left of my dinner to the trash can. I decided I would call my mom back tomorrow sometime between work and my dinner with Sandy. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to talk to her, it was that I didn’t want to hear her scream about Sandy. If its at all possible, my mom hated Sandy more then Michael did. It seemed like everyone in my life knew that Sandy was a bad idea except for me.
Once I turned off all the lights in the kitchen and living room, I walked back to my room and got ready for bed. I knew that tomorrow was going to be an extremely long day and at this point all I wanted to do was sleep through it. I mean after all, if I slept through my dinner with Sandy, maybe I wouldn’t come home in a horrible mood like I have every Friday night for the last three weeks.

So thats the first chapter... leave me some comments and let me know what you guys think and if to you want more or not.

Gabriel Gray · 01-04-2008, 11:54 AM

lol gay.

Serious note though, i started reading and lost interest, mainly because it seemed like a 'coming out' speech of some sort, first few lines and you mentioned how your friend/boyfriends was the best gay boy, and you was so glad he was a flaming gay.

Yes we get it, you like cock, if this is fantasy - then perhaps make it more conflicting, perhaps one is bisexual and doesnt stay loyal? I just really struggled to read it, i'll try again in an hour.

fadingsofaraway · 01-08-2008, 08:22 PM

Chapter 2

I looked down at my watch and sighed. Sandy was now over an hour late for our dinner date and I was starting to wonder if I should just go ahead and leave. Lately it was normal for her to be a little bit late, however this was pushing it even for me.
“Ma’am would you like some more wine?” I pulled my head up from my hands and nodded no thank you to the waiter. If Sandy did show up, the last thing I needed was to be drunk. That would only cause an even bigger fight between the two of us. Sandy hated it when I drank, but I only drank when Sandy treated me horribly. So needless to say over the last few months I had been drinking more and more.
“Hey sorry I am late Ann. Traffic was really bad.” I turn with complete shock on my face and looked at Sandy. The traffic was bad excuse only works when you are between fifteen to thirty minutes late, and when you didn’t use it the week before. I knew that she was lying to me, but seeing as I didn’t know where she really was I couldn’t say a word.
“Must of been some traffic if it caused you to be over an hour late.”
“Knock it off Ann or I will turn around and leave right now.”
“Honestly Sandy at this point I could care less if you stay. I am really getting sick of all this crap. You never spend any time with me, and when you do you come late and leave early. Its like you don’t want to be with me anymore, you just stay because its normal.”
“Ann if I didn’t want to be with you I wouldn’t put up with all of your shit.” I looked at Sandy with anger build up behind my eyes. I couldn’t believe that she could even think something like that, let alone say it to me.
“My shit. Sandy you’re the one who only comes around when you want something. Michael was right about you.” I knew that saying that would strike a nerve in her, but I didn’t know how bad it would hit her.
“Screw you Ann and Screw Michael too. Michael is the biggest asshole I have ever met and why you are still friends with him is beyond me. However you know Ann, Michael was right about one thing. I did cheat on you, but not just at the party. No Ann I have been cheating on you for the last six months of our relationship. That's why I only spend Fridays with you and I am always late, because I am out with my other girlfriend screwing her brains out.” As soon as Sandy said this my jaw dropped and I could feel tears well up in my eyes. I couldn’t believe that half of our year long relationship was basically a lie.
“I think that I should leave now.” I looked at Sandy and tried to fight back the tears. I knew that I was seconds from breaking and the best thing for me to do was get the hell out of there. I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and got the money for the wine out. I then threw it down on the table and turned to walk out.
“Ann. Please don’t leave I am sorry. I didn’t mean to tell you that. I love you.” I heard Sandy say this and it only fueled my anger. I quickly turned around and got up in Sandy’s face.
“You didn’t mean to tell me that you have been cheating on me. So what were you going to do Sandy, just keep it a secret for a few more months and then tell me before I asked you to move in with me. O wait that’s right you didn’t know I was going to ask you that. See Sandy I really do love you and I wanted to spend my life with you, but I guess you didn’t feel the same way about me now did you.”
“Ann we can still be together and we can still move in together. This doesn’t have to change any of that. You know that I love you. I am just not ready to settle down with one person. I like being able to have sex on the side with other girls.” I looked at Sandy like she had lost her mind.
“Well I wanted to settle down with you and I hate the fact that your going around with other girls behind my back. The only reason you want to move in with me is so that I will support you and take care of you. You don’t love me Sandy and I am wondering if you ever really did. If you did love me you never would have cheated on me. As far as I am concerned its over between us. Goodbye Sandy.” After that I turned on my heel and high tailed it out of the restaurant.
Once I made it out the door and the cold air hit my face, the tears began to flow. I couldn’t believe that Sandy had been cheating on me for the last six months. I could tell that something had changed between us, but I never would have guessed it was this. She always seemed like when she was with me she was happy and she loved me. Now it was like she wasn’t really happy just using me to get what she wanted. I felt broken down and used, and the sad thing was all I wanted to do was hold her in my arms and tell her I loved her.
“Ma’am, I hope you don’t think I am crazy, but are you okay?” At this point I had slid down against the wall and had my head in my lap. I was sobbing uncontrollably and anyone that walked by probably thought there was something seriously wrong with me. Without even looking to see where the voice came from I responded.
“Huh, yeah I will be fine. Its nothing really. Just a really bad night you know.” I heard the girl laugh to herself and then felt her body next to mine on the side walk.
“Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?” I pulled my head up and tried to wipe the tears from my eyes. This girl was actually concerned that I was crying.
“Something like that. I found out they have been cheating on me for the last six months.”
“Ouch. I know how that feels. I walked in on mine a few weeks ago with some random piece of trash.”
“Are you still with them after that?” I asked wondering if I should run back inside to Sandy and tell her we could work it out.
“Hell no. I dumped them before they could even get out of the bed they were in. I don’t think anyone should have to put up with someone cheating on them.” I nodded my head in agreement and shunned myself for even thinking I should go back inside.
“Ann. Ann, where are you? Please come over and talk to me?” I heard Sandy’s voice calling for me from the door and sighed. The last thing I wanted was for her to see me crying like this. I didn’t want her to know just how bad she had hurt me.
“Is your name Ann by any chance?” The girl sitting next to me asked me and I nodded my head yes.
“Please don’t tell her I am over here. I don’t want her to know how bad she hurt me. I just want her to leave me alone for the night.” I knew telling the girl this would make her realize that Sandy was my ex and that I am gay, but I didn’t care. Its not like I would ever see her again after tonight.
“So that’s what you meant by something like that.” I couldn’t help but laugh at her comment and she laughed also.
“Well not to worry, its really dark over here and I don’t think she can see us. Even if she can she probably isn’t expecting you to be with someone so when she sees two people and not one she will not think twice about it.” I knew that this girl was right and I was glad she had decided to sit down next to me and talk to me. It was nice knowing that there was at least one decent person left in this world.
“I guess I should have known that you were gay anyway.” The girl said this and jabbed me a little bit in the side. I quickly looked up at her and stared.
“What’s that suppose to mean?” I said this with a little bit of an angry tone. The girl finally looked up from the ground and over at me. It was at that moment that I felt my stomach flip and I got lost in her. She had to be the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. She had shoulder length blonde hair with bright baby blue eyes and a smile that was to die for.
“I didn’t mean anything bad by it, its just this is the restaurant that most gay people go to, and on top of that your wearing what looks to be a guys polo shirt. If I offended you I am sorry. I don’t always know the right things to say.” It was then that a real genuine smile spread across my face for the first time all night.
“Its okay I don’t always know what to say either. I seem to be known for sticking my foot in my mouth.” She laughed at this and soon I was laughing too. Her laugh was completely infectious and I soon found myself staring at her once again.
“Do I have something in my teeth, because that would be really embarrassing if I did. But don’t not tell me because I said that.”
“No no, you are fine. I was just thinking that thanks to my ex you know my name, but I have no idea what yours is.”
“Oh sorry about that.” The girl then pushed herself up onto her feet and extended her hand down to me. I grabbed a hold of it and she pulled me up with her.
“The names Samantha, but everyone just calls me Sam.” She kept a hold of my hand and I felt waves go through my entire body.
“Well it was very nice to meet you Sam. Thank you for sitting and talking to me. If you hadn’t come by I probably would have ran back inside to my ex and taken her back.”
“Ha then I am really glad that I came by. I can tell that you deserve someone much better than her. Besides, between you and me I really don’t think she was all that good looking.” I busted out laughing as I thought about what Michael had said to me the day before. Sam just looked at me like I was crazy.
“I’m sorry its just my best friend. Well he is very vain and he has hated Sandy for months now, and yesterday when we were talking he said the exact same thing about her. I couldn’t help but laugh when you said that.”
“Well maybe I will be lucky enough to meet this best friend of yours someday.” I looked at her and smiled. It almost seemed like she was flirting with me, but there was no way she was gay. Even if she was, she was totally out of my league.
“Listen Ann I don’t normally do things like this, but you seem like a really cool girl who I would love to be friends with. Here is my phone number. Give me a call sometime and maybe we can hang out.” Sam handed me a business card and I happily excepted it.
“I’ll take you up on that Sam. I should really get going though. I promised my best friend I would help him get ready for his party tomorrow. I’ll call you sometime this week though.” I took one last look at Sam and started to walk towards my car.
“Bye Ann. Have a good night.”
“You too Sam.” I waved as I walked and quickly turned the corner to my car. I was trying to process what had just happened, but my mind was in too much of a haze to make anything of it. Instead I decided to drive home, get a good nights sleep, and talk it over with Michael in the morning.

fadingsofaraway · 01-08-2008, 08:23 PM

Chapter 3

“Hello. Earth too Ann. You okay over there?” Michael waved his hand in front of me and I finally snapped to. Since I had made my way over to his place at ten I had been lost in thoughts of Sandy and our relationship. I was trying to understand why things happened the way they did but I just couldn’t. It seemed like no matter what I did I was left wondering how I didn’t see this coming.
“Sorry Michael. I just keep thinking about Sandy.”
“Well don’t worry I have the cure for that right here.” Michael bent down under the counter and pulled out a bottle of vodka. He then walked over to the cupboard and pulled out two shot glasses.
“I am thinking that you and I should be at least a little toasty before the rest of the people get here.” Michael then pulled two diet colas out of the fridge and tossed one to me. After catching it I opened the bottle of vodka and pored out two shots. Then I opened my can of pop and held the shot glass up.
“To partying like the rock stars we are ” We hit our shot glasses together and quickly downed the vodka. I felt the heat as the shot went through my body and I knew that tonight was going to be ridiculous.
“Michael I forgot to tell you about the hot blonde that I met last night.” I looked up at Michael and he slammed his shot glass down.
“You mean to tell me you met another girl last night and your still sitting her pining over Sandy. Didn’t I teach you anything?” By this point Michael had put his hands on his hips and had his finger out waving in the air.
“Slow down there slick. I don’t even know that she’s gay. I was outside the restaurant crying and she came over and sat down next to me. We talked for a little bit about what was going on and then before I left she gave me her card and told me to call her.” Michael looked at me dumbfounded as he lite up his cigarette.
“So let me get this straight. She came up to you, and she gave you her number, but you don’t know if she is gay. Are you stupid Ann? I mean really.”
“Michael first off she was way too good looking to be gay, and second you weren’t there. You don’t understand what it was like. I am going to call her on Monday and see if she wants to go get some coffee.” While I was talking Michael pored another shot and I gulped it down faster than the first.
“Well tell me more about her and I will tell you if she is gay.”
“You can’t tell if she is gay just off what I tell you about her.”
“Honey you underestimate my amazing gay-dar.”
“Okay fine. Well her name is Samantha but everyone calls her Sam. She has blonde hair that goes to her shoulders and bright baby blue eyes. When she was standing she was about my height and she was wearing tight black dress pants with a blue button up blouse.” As I thought about Sam I felt the familiar pang in my stomach and I wondered why she was already getting under my skin. I barely even knew her but she was already giving me feelings in my gut that took almost two months for Sandy to get.
“You said her name is Sam right?” I looked over at Michael and he had that I know something you don’t know smirk on his face.
“What do you know Michael?” I tried to give him the I’ll be mad at you if you don’t tell me look, but I couldn’t do it. One because the vodka was starting to go to my head, and two because he always looked so funny when he was trying to hid something.
“O nothing at all dear. I think we will have a lot of fun tonight though. I mean my parties are always amazing.” I picked up my shot glass for the third time and cheers Michael to this comment. His parties were always so much fun and I never knew what to expect out of them.
“So Michael do you think I look cute enough to pick up a girl tonight?” I stood up from the bar stool and gave Michael a spin. I had my medium length brown hair up in a clip and was wearing his green polo with a white t-shirt underneath it. My make up had been done to match and I was wearing faded jeans with a few small holes in them and one big one at the knee. Along with this I had my brown leather sandals, a necklace, and bracelet to match.
“Honey you are always looking hot what are you talking about. In fact I think we should drink to our hotness.”
“Michael lets be honest you will drink to anything.” Michael pored two more shots and handed one to me.
“Touché Ann.” We clinked our glasses and then finished off our forth shot for the night. The rest of the people would be getting there soon and Michael was determined to be tipsy by the time this happened.
“So is your little boy toy coming tonight?” I looked over at Michael, who was now standing in the mirror checking himself out.
“Yeah he told me he would be here, and he is bringing one of his lesbian friends with him. He told me her name but for some reason it just seems to elude me right now.” Michael looked back at me and laughed. I knew right then and there that he was up to something. Michael had been having boys bring over lesbians to meet me for over a month now in hope that I would leave Sandy. It always ended up the same though. The girl would think I was cute, drunkenly hang all over me at the party, and then I would nicely explain that I have a girlfriend and they would leave with there panties all in a twist.
“I think you will really like this one Ann. I don’t see you blowing them off like you did the others. I am hoping that maybe now you will stop avoiding girls like they are the plague.” I laughed amused at Michael’s comment and looked him right in the eyes.
“I don’t avoid girls like the plague. The beginning of the Apocalypse maybe, but certainly not the plague.” Michael laughed at my honesty and before he could comment back the doorbell rang.
“Let the party begin!” Michael ran and opened the door and a slew of people came walking in. It seemed like everyone always showed up right on time for Michael’s parties. No one wanted to miss a minute of the action. I saw the people start to fill in the room and started to feel sick to my stomach. I was in no way shape or form ready to party. I still felt extremely hurt by Sandy, and knowing that Michael had a lesbian here for me only made me feel worse. I knew I would be horrible company to this poor girl and it was better if I just made myself scarce. I hopped up off the barstool and made my way to the porch connected to Michael’s living room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Michael give me a dirty look, but I didn’t care. He would get over himself.
I opened the sliding glass door and walked out into the cool night air. I decided that after a few cigarettes and a few minutes to collect my thoughts I would feel good enough to go back inside. I sat down on one of the few chairs Michael had and pulled my pack out. Once I had lit up I leaned back in the chair so it was against the wall and listened to everything going on inside.
After finishing one cigarette I lit up a second one and could hear Michael’s voice getting closer to where I was at. I figured it was nothing more then him moving around the room meeting everyone and went back to my smoke.
“Hey baby. Michael this is Samantha, and Samantha this is Michael.” I heard a guy introduce Michael to someone named Samantha and my ears perked up. I wondered if maybe this could be my Samantha from last night, but then thought there was no way.
“Hey Michael its nice to meet you, but you can just call me Sam.” I heard the girl speak and knew it was my Sam from the night before. I leaned over in my chair quickly to get a glance at her and before I knew it the chair fell from underneath me and I did a face plant right into the wood deck. I tried to regain my composure, but before I could the glass door slid open and Sam came running out.
“O god are you okay?” I looked up at Sam and laughed. She had an extremely worried look on her face, but it soon turned into a smile when she realized who I was.
“Yeah I think so. I am sure I will have a bruise or two in the morning, but that’s nothing I can’t handle.” Sam held her hand out to me, and I grabbed it to pull myself up. Once on my feet I brushed myself off a little bit and looked back over at Sam.
“So the first time you meet me I am crying my eyes out, and the second I am doing face plants on my best friends porch. I must be making the best first impressions ever on you.” Sam laughed and shook her head at me.
“I think it shows you have a personality and some character. I like that.” Sam and I starred at each other for a while, and finally the sound of the door opening back up made us both look away.
“How’s your face feeling after that nice little gymnastic plant you did into my porch?” I looked at Michael and muttered screw you under my breathe.
“I see the two of you have met again. O wait, I wasn’t suppose to let you know that I had figure out Andrew’s gay friend was the girl you met last night.” Michael laughed out loud at himself, and both Sam and I looked down at our feet.
“Michael if you don’t leave right now I swear you won’t be able to do anything with any boys for at least a month.” Michael looked at me, gave me the finger, and stormed off.
“So that is the amazing Michael that you talked about last night.” Sam had now found a seat in one of the chairs and pulled another one towards her and patted it. I slowly moved over to it and sat down.
“I don’t know if I would go that far and call him amazing, but that is my Michael. Why didn’t you tell me last night that you were gay?” I caught Sam off guard and she took a few seconds to compose herself.
“I didn’t want you to think that the reason I came over to you was to hit on you. I was honestly concerned for your well being, and I thought if I told you I was gay you would think I was just another random girl trying to get down your pants.” I nodded at Sam and thought about how many random girls had come up to me in the last few months trying to get with me.
“Well thank you for actually being concerned last night. I am doing a little bit better today. She has left me a few voice mails but I haven’t responded to any of them.” I put my head down in my hands, and felt Sam place her hand on my back. Every time she touched me my stomach reacted and this time was no different.
“Don’t worry Ann. Not all girls are horrible. You will find a good one eventually.”
“I am tired of trying to find a good girl. I am to the point where I am over looking. The next girl I date is going to come to me. They are going to have to put work into it because I am tired of getting used over and over again.” Sam had been running her fingers over my back and after my comment she suddenly stopped.
“So in other words, the girl would have to make the first move to show you that they are interested?” I shook my head yes.
“They would have to do something to show me they wanted me for me and not me because I am willing to do things for them.” I finally brought my head up, and once I did Sam put her hand on my cheek. I turned to look at her, and the next thing I knew she leaned in and kissed me. I hesitated at first, but soon let myself fall into her soft kiss. It only lasted for a few seconds, and once with both started to move away it had hit me what happened. I was both excited and scared, but the scared half of me took over and I jumped out of my chair.
“Sam I am sorry but I have to go.” I then quickly turned and walked into Michael’s apartment. I yelled over to him that I was leaving but my keys were staying here and I would walk back to my place. Before he could stop me I bolted out the door.
“Ann please wait. I am sorry.” I heard Sam yell for me but by then I was too far gone.