Chapter One
I was singing at the top of my lungs to Pat Benatar, as I scooped cookie dough onto my pan and place it in the oven. The smell of fresh baked cookies hung in the air. I flopped down on small couch and my phone buzzed with a text message.
I couldn't believe the words I was reading.
'I'm sorry but I hate you.'
How could he hate me? I never did anythig wrong. I told him I was getting married, and now he hates me? The tears rolled off my chin and dropped off onto my phone screen. I couldn't take this, I needed to get away, I needed to run.
"Running from your problems gets you nowhere." His words echoed through my mind.
"This time running is my only option." I said aloud as I dropped the pan of cookies onto the countertop.
I put my phone into my pocket, grabbed my keys and purse. I wanted out of this place. I couldn't take the hurt I was feeling.
As I drove, I didn't know where I was going. I just followed the paved road set in front of me. I drove for a good two hours before my gas light flashed and I decided it was time to fill up.
A small, red-brick gas station awaited my arrival as I pulled off the highway. My phone started ringing and 'Derek' flashed across the screen, otherwise known as my fiancé. I sighed and clicked ignore. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I just wanted to pay for my gas and head on home to my safe, quaint apartment.
The dark night seemed to close in around me as police sirens sounded. I hurriedly got in my car and headed home.
As soon as I stepped inside my apartment, the warm colors of my walls greeted me. I threw my keys on the couch and the message machine beeped. I hit play, while I poured myself a glass of water.
"Hey, it's Daniel, Seth's brother. I'm at Seth's apartment. We were supposed to go out tonight, but I knew he was upset about something, so I came over early to check on him. But he wasn't here, he left his phone which is weird because he never leaves without it. So, I was just wondering if maybe he was with you."
"Hey it's Daniel, again. Um, it's been a couple hours and Seth's not back. His last text message was to you, did he say anything to you about where he was going? And judging by the fact I got your machine, you're not home either. So..." His voice flooded my apartment.
"Hey, it's me again. Um, Daniel, you should be able to tell by now, but maybe you're not good with voices or something. So, anyways its Daniel again. It's been almost four hours and I'm getting a little worried. So I'm gonna go drive around and see if I see his car. Please call me if you happen to see him."
I ended the messages quickly and felt my heart drop into my stomach. It didn't matter to me that Seth said he hated me, I just wanted to find him. I grabbed my keys and sped off down the road.
I instantly remembered the little pond Seth and I would always go to when we wanted to get away. I drove fast down the little dirt road before coming to a complete stop in front of the small track that led to our pond. I didn't care about the dangers that lurked in the woods, I just wanted to find Seth.
"I thought you said running from your problems gets you nowhere." I said staring at the black figure two feet in front of me.
"And I thought you said when you got engaged I would be the first person to know, not the last." Seth's voice drifted through the air. His sun-kissed face scrunched up with confusion, and he looked at me calmly.
"Come on Seth, how was I supposed to tell you? You're my bestfriend and I had to find the right time." I said walking up to where he sat.
"You should've just told me. You made me the last person to know. Gosh Sam, sometimes you don't think. God designed you with a brain you know!" He finally looked at me, his green eyes flooded with hurt.
"I know God designed me with a brain, but he designed you with a heart and if you actually would listen to it, than maybe you could be happy for me." I crossed my arms in frustration.
Seth and I sat in silence listening to the ripples of the pond. We are bestfriends, he didn't like the fact that I was getting married, but he had to face the truth because I am getting married.
"Samantha, what would you do if I kissed you right now?" Seth asked catching me off gaurd, I mean he's my bestfriend.
"Um, I don't--" I was cut off with Seth's lips pressed firmly against mine.
Ironically, I kissed back. Derek ceased to exist, the fact I was engaged drifted out of my mind. This made me feel like Seth and I were the only two people on this planet. The kiss got a bit more intense, my hands were tangled in Seth's black hair and Seth had me on top of his lap. His hands found their way to my hips.
Reality hit, I quickly pulled away, placed my feet on the solid ground and slapped him across the face.
"I'm engaged Seth!!" I yelled and my voice echoed throughout the woods.
"You told me to listen to my heart!" Seth yelled back.
"What in the world are you talking about? I am your bestfriend." I said taking a couple steps back.
"I love you Samantha. I love you with all my heart. I have loved you ever since you came to New Jersey. God, you're such an idiot. But I love you." Seth said closing the gap between us once again. He pressed his lips against mine.
I slowly kissed back, then separated quickly. I looked into his green eyes and hurt flashed across them.
"I can't do this, I'm sorry." I said walking away leaving Seth behind.
Seth's POV
"Seth, I'm getting married." Sam said, her voice shaky.
I searched her blue eyes for a clue to tell me she was joking, but I couldn't find anything.
"Please tell me you're kidding." I said
"No, I'm engaged to Derek." she said staring at the floor.
"Wow, you're really getting married." The words stinging the back of my throat.
"Yah, I am." Sam said hugging me.
The words 'I'm getting married' sunk into my brain and my blood began to get hot.
"Did you tell him?" My brother, Garrett asked walking into my bedroom.
I cut a look to Garrett, asking for an explanation.
"Everyone knows." Garrett said calmly.
"Everyone knew except for me?!" I yelled making Samantha jump.
"Seth, I'm sorry I didn't know how to tell you." Sam said as I watched the tears well up in her eyes.
"Get out!" I yelled pointing towards the door.
"No Seth, we need to talk about this." Samantha said as the tears ran down her cheeks.
The hurt flooded her face, like an ocean crashing against the shore. Her pink lips trembled, her arms were placed on her skinny waist, and she wiped her blond hair out of her tear stained face.
"No, get out!!" I yelled louder.
Sam stared at me for a second before turning around and walking out of my room.
I was an idiot to scream at her. I was an idiot to not be happy for her. She's in love, and she's happy. But I love her.
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