I'm In Love With You

Samantha has had a rough life. From being abused by her parents, to living on her own at 17. When she gets a recording contract from a big agency, she beings a new lifestyle. She meets many new famous people and has many short "relationships" with them. When she meets One Direction, she thinks will be just like every other relationship she's ever had. She expects them to use her and have nothing more than a one night stand. Falling in love is not an option.

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Sam...was dead...? That couldn't be right.

"What do you mean he killed himself?!" I yelled. People were looking at me now, but I didn't care.

"After I got home from dropping you off, I walked into the house and heard a really loud bang," I could barely understand her because of her sobbing "I went upstairs to find out what it was, I didn't think anyone was home. I went through all of the rooms excepts Sam's and nothing had fallen and nothing seemed out of place. Then I looked in Sam's room to find him on the ground in a pool of his own blood. He had shot himself." Then her sobs completely took over.

Sam...my best and only friend in the entire world...had killed himself/

"Do you know why?" I was crying loudly and more and more people were staring at me.

"He left a note for me, his father, and you Samantha." She had calmed down a little bit so she could talk, and now I was the one almost in hysterics. "Do you want me to read it to you? Or I could send it in the mail? It would take a couple days for it to get there though."

"Send it to me in the mail. I want something to remember him by. I just can't believe that he's gone and I never even got to tell him goodbye or that I loved him."

"You loved him?" She asked interested.

"I've had the biggest crush on him since the third grade when he stood up for me when those bullies were making fun of my thrift store clothes."

"Oh Sammi, why didn't you tell him? Or at least me? You know he had a big crush on you too but never thought you liked him. He thought you only saw him as a friend and nothing more. Sweetie, he loved you too, with everything that he had."

I was crying again. Why hadn't I said anything to him? We could have been together for years and I could have prevented this from happening. If I had just told him that I liked him, Sam would still be alive.

"Samantha sweetheart, I know you're going to try to blame yourself for this but really it's not your fault. Once you read his note, you'll understand that it's not your fault." She was trying to comfort me but it wasn't working.

"You don't hate me?"

"Darling, why would I hate you? You haven't done anything wrong!"

"If I had just told Sam the truth, he would still be here. We wouldn't be having this conversation right now. Things would be okay again."

"I know it's hard right now, and it's going to be for a while. But things will be better. Things will be okay again, I promise."

"Thanks. I'll talk to you later, I have to get to my job."

"Okay love, please don't be too hard on yourself. I love you and I'm sorry."

"Love you too Mrs. W. Talk to you later."

I hung up and wiped my eyes. I started walking to the address that Amanda had given me for the music company. It took me a little while but I finally found it. It was a huge building and suddenly I was really nervous. I walked in after taking a couple deep breaths. I walked up to the receptionist,

"Excuse me, I'm Samantha Duchannes, I have an appointment?"

She looked up at me like she was slightly annoyed, "Okay, Mr. Biggs is waiting for you, just go up to the top floor and its the second door on your right."

I followed her instructions and came to a door with a big fancy golden plate that said "MR.BIGGS CEO" I was really nervous now. I should have dressed better. No one told me that I would be meeting the CEO of the freaking company. I knocked tentatively on the door.

"Come in!" A deep voice rang out. This was it. I walked in to see a large man sitting at a gorgeous desk. "Ah you must be Miss Samantha Duchannes. Please come and have a seat." He gave me a huge smile and I felt more relaxed.

"Thank you very much." I sat down in one of the plush chairs in front of his desk. I can do this.

"Amanda tells me that you're an amazing singer for such a young age. How old are you? 16?

"Yes sir."

"Wow that's really young. Now do you have anything for me to listen to?"

"I have a couple songs that I've recorded." I pulled a disc out of my purse and handed it to him. He put it in his computer and began playing it. It was really weird, listening to my own voice.

"My God, you have an amazing voice for such a young age! You're magnificent!" He beemed at me.

I blushed and mumbled "Thank you sir."

He chuckled, "Now I understand that you have alredy signed your contract. Basically now all we have to do is get you in the recording studio! Just tell the receptionist when you will be able to come in for about five hours, and she'll make an appointment. That's all I needed to talk to you about. Oh and your living arrangements. We will provide an apartment for you for the time being and you can either continue to live there, or buy your own place after you begin to make some money. The receptionist will give you the address and the keys."

"Thank you so much, Mr.Biggs, this is amazing."

He laughed "Welcome to the life of the famous Miss Samantha."

I walked out and went back down to the receptionist's desk. She gave me the address and the keys and we made an appointment for next week. I walked out of the builiding and began my walk to my new house. I was trying not to think too much about Sam, I didn't want to have another break down in the middle of a crowd.

I got to my flat and it was huge, and right next to Central Park. This was amazing. All of my stuff had already been delievered. I knew it would take forever to unpack everything so I began right away. This was my new life. I could be totally different here. I had decided to be nothing like what I'd been in California. I was going to be out going, and go to parties, and have fun and enjoy life. Not be some shut in who never did anything.

*A couple months later*

Tonight was the big awards show. I didn't want go, I was so tired from recording and working all day, but Mr. Biggs said I had to. He told me this was going to get me noticed before my new songs came out. I put on a one shouldered black dress that went to the floor and made me look really tall and skinny. I put some blakc stillettos on and grabbed my black clutch. I walked down to the street and hailed a cab. I was so nervous. This was my first big appearance as a musician. My other two songs, Who Knew and Back To December, both written about Sam, had done really well and I was already making a lot of money. I made extra money by working at at Starbucks down the street.

The taxi pulled up in front of the builiding where the award show was taking place. I stepped out and was instantly blinded by the flashing of cameras. I couldn't see anything. Then someone grabbed my arm and pulled me through the crowd.

"You're new aren't you? I'm Tyson Ritter, singer for the All American Rejects." He said smiling at me.

"Hi, I'm Samantha Duchannes."

"Oh I've heard about you, aren't you only like 16?"

"Yeah." I said with a laugh.

"Well you look amazing, and nothing like a 16 year old. I'm 20." He said, laughing.

"Well you look amazing too." I said, joining him in laughing.

"Well let's go in, shall we? You can sit next to me." He winked at me then led me inside. We laughed and joked and had a great time during the show. When the last person to recieve an award was making their speech, he kissed me. I didn't pull away. Then he whispered in my ear, "Do you have any other plans for tonight?"

I giggled "No actually I was just going to stay home."

"Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all." I said with a wink. After the show we took a cab back to my flat. As soon as we walked in the door, he swung me around and kiss me hard. His tounge traced my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let him in and our tounges danced. Then he began to unzip my dress while I took his shirt off. My dress fell around my ankles and he didn't waste any time getting my bra off. He picked me up, without breaking our kiss and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took me into the bedroom and we fell onto the bed with him ontop. Then...things happened...

I woke up the next morning and smiled, remembering last night. It wasn't my first time, but it was still amazing. I rolled over, expecting to find Ty still there. But there was nothing more than empty sheets. I sat up. His clothes were gone too. I quickly got up and threw a big tshirt on and ran into the living room. There was no sign of him. I was shocked. I was just a one night stand to him. I thought he actually liked me. I tried to stop the tears that were forming in my eyes, but they came anyways. I walked back into the bathroom and decided to take a shower. The tears kept coming. After my shower I stood naked in front of the mirror. I hated what I saw. My stomach was too big, so were my thighs. My hair was boring and my face was just plain ugly. I hated everything about myself. I hated what I had just done last night and I hated my parents for the scars they had given me. I hated me. Everything about me. I looked at the scars on my wrist from cutting. I couldn't remember why I had every stopped. It made so much sense right now. I picked up my shaving razor and slid it across my wrist. Again and again and again. I hated my self for doing it.

 

(A/N) Samantha's depressed over Sam dying still and she hates that she was just used by a guy that she really thought liked her, so she decides to go back to cutting. And she's only going to get worse. I kinda like this chapter even though it's a bit sad. Oh and Sam's suicide note got to her but she still can't bring herself to read it. The boys will be in the next chapter :)

Thank you so much for reading! Keep commenting, liking, and favoriting!!!! I'll try to post another chapter tonight. But if I don't it'll be up tomorrow :)

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