Notorious Bad Boy — Chapter 23

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Samantha's POV

I knew that voice, I knew it too well.

As soon as I recognized the voice, anger bursted through me.

"Blake, what are you doing here?" I asked strongly.

"I wanted to talk to you." he answered in a monotone.

"Please enlighten me on what made you think I wanted to talk to you? I want absolutely nothing to do with you! I dont understand why cant you leave me alone and let me be!" I screamed, letting all the anger pour out of me.

I didnt want to do this with him anymore. Of course I still had feelings for him, but they were being replaced by anger. Yes I provoked Blake but I didnt think he was going to take it that far. I felt so bad that Trent was hurt because of him.

I knew it was the alcohol that was making me so straightforward and flirty, but it felt good. I felt that I could get any boy I wanted, and I didnt need Blake.

"Just please listen. I was wrong I know that and I know I should feel sorry, but I dont. Everytime I saw him touch you and hold you tighter, the anger rose in me , and then when he pressed his lips to yours I just lost control. I don't want anyone touching you other than me, I love you Samantha and you belong with me." Blake said strongly.

I looked at him with disbelief. Was he actually saying these things?

I like Trent I really do, but in the back of my mind I know he'll never make me feel like Blake does. He wont make me happy to the point where im giddy. He wont put the butterflies in my stomach like Blake did. He wasnt worth the risk of getting hurt. And all of that made me angry. I was mad because Blake made me feel things that I never imagined I could feel. But all he did was hurt me, and all I could do was hope that over time I could feel those things for Trent.

"I dont care Blake ! You hurt me! If I belonged to you then I would be with you right now but im not! You need to get over it and let me do what I want!" I shouted.

We stared at each other in silence for a few moments, until Blake got up and stepped closer to me.

"I know you love me Sam, even after what I said to you. You still care and want to be with me. Your just trying to fight it because it seems like the right thing to do, but its not." He said standing inches away from me.

"Just give us a chance... you wont regret it." He continued as he gently cupped my cheek with his hand.

Deep down I knew he was right, but I couldn't admit it. I was afraid I would regret it. I needed to go with the safer choice and be without him, even though it will be harder, in the long run its less painful.

So I gritted my teeth and masked my face from all the emotions I held inside. He couldn't tell that the touch of his hand on my cheek was driving me insane.

"You should go, before Kiefer comes back." I said in a monotone and walked up the stairs and in the house, without looking back.

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Blake's POV

I went to that party tonight cause I knew I would see Samantha there.

I didnt know that I would see her with other boys.

As soon as she walked in I spotted her from across the room. She looked beautiful, and I wasn't the only one who noticed. Boys would stare up and down her body probably thinking perverted thoughts, which were making me angry.

The girls that surrounded me would talk about mindless chatter that I ignored. My eyes were on Samantha the whole night.

The more she drank, the more I became restless. She was drinking to much and I had to stop her.

When I went over to her in the kitchen I told her to stop but I knew in the back of my mind that she was going to do the opposite.

Then Samantha went on antagonizing me. Flirting with some Bieber looking kid. As her hand pushed through his hair, I tightly clenched my fist with anger.

He was looking at her nervously with admiration and lust.

As her lips got closer to his I couldn't stand it no longer, I pulled her back roughly so that she was agaisnt my chest. I didn't mean to pin her so close to my chest but I did. Her face was inches away from mine and I could smell her deliciously fruity scent, and I was getting lost in her beautiful hazel eyes.

When she spoke to me it felt like we were the only 2 in the room. I got more excited as her lips came closer to mine.

As she placed kisses along my jaw, it felt as if my heart stopped in my chest.

Her hot breath was agaisnt my ear making me anxious.

"Too bad you lost your chance." she whispered in my ear, making my world crash around me.

"See ya around bad boy." she said, leaving me there shocked with my jaw dropped.

I made sure I followed Samantha with my eyes, but before I did I glared angrily at the Bieber looking boy.

I went in the other room and again was surrounded by girls talking about things that I wasn't interested.

I kept my eyes on Samantha and she noticed .

Each second that passed with her body against his, I lost more and more control.

I hated the fact that this guy got to hold her and feel her agaisnt him. I hated the fact that this guy was the reason for the smile on her face.

As soon as her lips pressed against his, I lost all self control.

Before I knew it I pulled him back, making him stumble and fall to the floor. I straddled him and punched him continuously, replaying the moments he spent with Samantha in my head, increasing my anger.

When I was pulled back and was able to access the situation I knew I did damage. But as soon as I glanced at Samantha's face I knew I had to leave as soon as I could. If I didn't leave I knew I would be attacked by Kiefer and the rest of Trent's friends.

When everyone ran to Trent's aid, I made my escape.

I had to talk to Samantha even though I knew she wouldn't be happy with me. I needed to hear a voice and know she was okay.

I could tell Samantha was furious with me, but I also could tell that she didn't mean anything she said.

I told her I wasn't giving up and that was a promise.

When I made my way back to my house, alexa and Alex were sitting in the kitchen talking in hush tones.

"Im home." I said

"Great. Did you win back Samantha?" Alex asked.

I looked at him with an angry expression and held up my bloody fist in response.

"So I'm assuming thats a no? Okay then." Alex said.

"What happened?" Alexa asked gesturing to my fist.

"Punched a guy who kissed Samantha." I said nonchalantly, as I went in the fridge to grab a beer.

"What did I tell you about fighting? Only in self-defense and when its absolutely necessary." Alexa said annoyed.

"I know, I just lost control."

"Im assuming that Samantha isn't your biggest fan at the moment?" Alex said.

"Your correct." I responded.

"Maybe I'll talk to her." Alex said, making me look up at him in confusion.

"What good would that do?" I asked

"Well you wouldn't know because you were too drunk to notice, but we actually bonded the other night." Alex said.

"Probably wouldn't do any good." I responded.

"It wouldn't hurt to try." he said.