kids. But she shocks me as she meets my eyes and nods once. I mouth the words ‘People are watching like we are insane’ and she laughs softly. Leaning in and whispering, “Sam, trust me and tell me what’s going on, please?” I sigh when she shakes her head no and I just hold her closer, letting her know she has someone to count on. That’s when it hits me, Sam tries to fix everyone else, because she’s as irreparable as I am.
But are we really that broken? Can we fix each other? I gasp when I realize I actually want to fix Sam. I want to right whatever wrong has caused her to be the way she is. I want to be the person to help Sam fix herself, just like she’s helped us all fix ourselves; she has been the person to help make each of her patience whole. It’s time someone else helps make her whole. Now to figure out what’s changed sweet Samantha into irreparable Sam.
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I walk into Sam’s office at work and put the roses down on the desk. “Sam, wanna grab lunch with me?” I smile and she looks up.
“No thanks. I just told Stacey to pick me up a salad on her way back.” She smiles and looks away. It has been like this for a few weeks, ever since we danced in the rain. I don’t know what to make of it. I don’t understand what Sam is trying to hide, but I have a feeling it isn’t good.
“Sam, come on I just want to be friends, you know like we used to be?” I wince when I see her scowl.
“Yeah, like we used to be before Mary-Beth? Is that what you want Jameson? Well I can’t be that girl, because that girl is NOT me anymore. She was stolen from me. Your sweet Samantha died the day after you left for Afghanistan.” Her chest is rising and her breathing is ragged, so I say the only thing I can think of.
“What do you mean, my sweet Samantha died?” She remains silent, then she looks at me and then at the door. “Fine I can take a hint, but I really do want to be your friend again, Sam. Even if you’re not my Samantha anymore,” I sigh and turn to leave but not before I hear her mutter, “I was never your anything.”
Walking into the coffee shop down the street, I think back to what Sam said to me. She died the day after I left? Does that mean I have something to do with what changed Sam? Have I always looked at things the wrong way? Have I become the person she hates? I am so confused. I grab my phone and send a text to Luke asking him to meet me. I order a coffee and go sit in the corner waiting for Luke to get here from his lunch break. Maybe I can finally get some answers about what’s going on.
Luke walks in about ten minutes later and sits down. “I’m not telling you. It isn’t my place man.” He sighs and looks at me. “But, if you like her, hell if you love her, you’ll let her come to you.” He rubs his hands over his face and then takes my coffee and drinks a huge gulp. “Damn, that’s hot as hell!” he groans and I laugh.
“Shouldn’t be stealing someone’s drink. Didn’t I tell you Mary-Beth gave me herpes?” I say and burst out laughing at the sheer look of terror on his face.
“Gross! Carter that’s sick dude! Don’t joke like that.” He cringes and I laugh harder.
“Well Jay, I sure am glad to hear that sound. It sure has been a long time and dude, I gotta say it’s been missed,” Luke says and I scowl a bit.
“Come on now Luke, don’t turn into a pussy on me man,” I say and take my coffee back. “But for real, Mary-Beth did give me herpes,” I smirk and stand up to walk away. That’s when I see Anna standing there shocked. Well hell, I guess I’ll be hearing from Mary-Beth today.
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“You are such an asshole, Jameson! I did not ever give you that! How dare you! Now I don’t feel so bad about breaking up with you! You are such an asshole!” I laugh as I hear Mary Beth’s screeching over my voicemail. I knew that