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Post by breckett on May 4, 2009 17:07:08 GMT -5
Sam quickly got up and got dressed. "Fuck..." she muttered. She was about to walk out of her room before she remembered her ring. She took it off and put it in her drawer. "I'm in enough trouble as it is," she sighed, looking at Jack.
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Post by Æschere on May 4, 2009 17:40:09 GMT -5
Jack nodded and said, "Yeah... Sorry..."
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Post by breckett on May 4, 2009 17:43:12 GMT -5
Sam shook her head. "It's not your fault..." she told him. "Sam!" Jonathan yelled. Sam sighed and walked out of her bedroom, looking back at Jack and telling him to come.
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Post by Æschere on May 4, 2009 17:45:45 GMT -5
Jack stood up and quickly pulled on his clothes, walking out after her.
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Post by breckett on May 4, 2009 17:50:49 GMT -5
Sam's father was waiting just outside her door. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked her. "How long have you known him?" "Long enough," Sam replied. Jonathan looked at Jack and said, "Leave. Now."
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Post by Æschere on May 4, 2009 17:53:44 GMT -5
"Yeah... Alright..." Jack said, nodding and giving Sam a slight wave before walking down the stairs and outside.
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Post by Æschere on May 4, 2009 20:08:46 GMT -5
When Jack got home he walked inside, still slightly shocked by the morning's events. He walked into the living room, surprised to see Natalie up so early. "Hey..." She told him, smiling, "you're back early." "Yeah..." Jack said, nodding and sitting down next to her on the couch. "Did she fuck you all night and then kick you out?" Natalie asked him teasingly. "Pretty much the opposite," Jack told her, "We got home and fell asleep. This morning she agreed to marry me and I hardly got my finger... You know... In... Before her dad came in." "Ouch..." Natalie said, staying silent for a moment before asking, "Did you say 'marry'?" Jack nodded and said, "I'm engaged... Don't tell Mom... Or Dad... Please." "I won't," Natalie promised, "but you've known each other for like two days..." "But I..." Jack said, "I'm happy around her... I can't even explain it... I felt like proposing was the right thing to do." Natalie laughed slightly and hugged him, "You're so weird..." she said, "but I'm happy for you both... She seems like a good girl..." Jack nodded slightly and said, "Yeah... She is..."
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Post by breckett on May 4, 2009 20:09:57 GMT -5
Sam sighed as Jack left. "Dad... I'm allowed to have a boyfriend. I'm sixteen." "I don't want you doing that with your boyfriend! Or anyone! Ever!" he told her. "Like you've never done that? Like you've never had sex?!" Sam told him. "Dad... I like him a lot, okay?" Jonathan shook his head. "No..." he told her. "I don't want you seeing him." "Why?!" Sam yelled. "I said no Samantha. That's final," he said firmly. "No it's not," Sam said, now crying. "I love him. And he loves me. He's the only thing keeping me sane right now, Dad! I need him..." "No you don't. You have other friends than him," Jonathan told her. "What about Alyssa?" "I'm not in love with Alyssa. I didn't lose my virginity to Alyssa," Sam said. "You're not in love with him, either. Sixteen year olds don't fall in love." "He's seventeen..." Sam muttered. Jonathan shook his head. "Yeah. So what are you gonna do when he's gone off to college an you're still on High School?" "He's a junior..." Sam told her father. Jonathan shook his head once again. "You're grounded. For three weeks. No going out with friends. You come straight home from school and you stay home. And I don't want you seeing that boy again. Understood?" Sam stared at her father, sobbing. "No..." she said softly. "Yes," Jonathan told her. "Now go take a shower and get dressed. And eat something." Sam shook her head. "I'm going back to bed," she told him. He nodded. "Alright.. Sammy this is for your own good. I'm sorry." Sam shook her head and walked back into her room, locking the door. She began sobbing as soon as she got back into her room behind the closed door. She ran over to the window in time to see Jack leave. "I love you, Jack..." she whispered. She walked back over to her dresser and got her ring, sliding it back onto her finger. She walked back over to her bed and cried into the pillow.
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