~~~ I should have known I'd leave alone just goes to show. The blood you bleed it's just the blood you owe. We were pair but I saw you there, too much to bear. You were my life but life is far away from fair. Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else that I've fallen for a lie?~~~
-Nightcore-
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And when the night came, I wasn't really felt surprised when I found him in the living room. There were 4... 5... 6... bottles of beer on the center table and 4 of them were open and I'm sure already empty.
I tried to calm my nerves that it feels like getting nervous and nervous as I took my steps towards the stairs. My plan was to ignore him or pretend not to see him as I was afraid of what would come out of his mouth again.
My stomach growled, indicating that my baby is now hungry. I didn't have a snack this afternoon as I wasn't in the mood to eat, but I think I would rather be more hungry than walk past him and start a conversation with him... if it's really can call a conversation and not a fight... or maybe I would just sneak into the kitchen if he's already asleep.
But I guess it wasn't my lucky day as my name roared throughout the living room before I could even reach the stairs.
"Samantha!"
'Oh, Goodness!' I uttered in shock and turned around slowly. But I didn't look at him as I chose to stare at the artificial plants that placed next to the couch.
"Do you have anything to say?" I asked still not looking at him. My heartbeat started to race when he took his steps towards me.
"Look at me!"
I held my breath. Honestly, it wasn't a yell but still, the anger radiates in it.
"I said fucking look at me, Samantha!"
"What do you want?" I finally decided to look at him as he stopped and left only one-foot distance between us.
"Why did you tell my parents that I wasn't staying here?"
"I didn't---" ( I stopped as I remembered he shouldn't have known the truth that it was Rory and Elaine who informed our parents ) "...they asked where you are and I said I don't know!"
I gulped as I noticed him clenching his jaws.
"Why, what do you want me to tell them?" I sneered. "Isn't it true that you didn't inform me where you are--- oh no, you didn't want to inform me your whereabouts because you said I'm not your mother."
"Then why didn't you just lie? Why didn't you just make an alibi because after all, that's what you're good at, right?"
'Breathe, Samantha... breathe. He's drunk. You don't have to answer him.' I murmured in my head as I stared into his eyes.
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