FTB

A few months passed, a few games, a few parties. A bit of everything. It was nearing March Break. A week off from school for no real reason. Just a break. It always fell the week of St. Patrick's Day. That meant that all everyone would be doing is partying. There was still a while until then though.

Sam had been distant lately. Audrey noticed. Anytime she tried to talk, he'd kiss her cheek and walk off. She didn't think she had done anything, but she wasn't sure. She texted him, asking if they could talk. He told her to meet him at his car. She didn't argue and went. He was waiting there when she walked out.

"Hey." She greeted as she approached.

He grabbed her and started kissing her. She kissed back, even though he was being aggressive. She felt his hands squeeze her ass. That was enough. Especially in the school parking lot. She groaned, pushing him back. He furrowed his brows while they both panted.

"We need to talk." She stated.

He nodded, walking over to his door. He climbed into his car. She crossed her arms. He leaned across and opened the passenger's door for her. She sighed, walking over to it. She climbed in and buckled herself in. She had no idea what they were doing. He started up his car and backed out.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Home. Your parents are on that trip with the kids." He explained.

"Why can't we talk here?" She argued.

"I don't want to talk here." He shrugged.

She sighed in defeat. His hand rested on her inner thigh. Like very inner, at the top of her thigh. He started rubbing. She grabbed his wrist, moving his hand. He sighed at her. She didn't know what his problem was. They didn't talk the entire ride home.

They got to the Brown residence. Audrey got out before the car was even in park. She walked to the front door, opening it with her key. She let out a long breath as she took off her shoes. Sam walked in, closing the door behind him. He spun her around and pressed her against the wall. She kissed back. He lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist.

They ended up in Audrey's bed. They had finished and were laying naked in her bed. Sam wasn't even cuddling her. She sat up, pulling up the blanket to keep herself covered. He looked over at her. She let out a long breath.

"That was good, but we really do need to talk." She ran her hand through his hair.

He sat up, his face close to hers. "Or we could go for a second round." He smirked.

Audrey was sore the next few days. All Sam wanted to do was have sex. In the last three days, they had more sex than they probably ever had in their entire relationship. She let out a sound of pain as she sat at the lunch table. All the girls gave her a look.

"What was that about?" Holiday chuckled.

"It's not funny, Holiday." Audrey growled.

"Did you go to the gym?" Kylee asked.

Audrey scoffed. "Oh, I don't have to with the work out Sam's giving me."

"Is he acting like a rabbit?" Dana smirked.

"He's been really fucking weird and distant lately and every time I wanna talk about it, we just end up fucking." Audrey exhaled, resting her head in her hands. "The first night was okay, and his car during lunch the day after was kinda fun, but since then," She shook her head.

"Aud, that's terrible." Kaylynn frowned.

"That's really not okay. You need to stand your ground." Dani hissed.

"Easier said than done, Dan. He literally acts like I'm not there unless we're doing it." Audrey reached for her drink and winced.

"Go talk to him, now." Danielle stated.

Audrey let out a whine as she rose to her feet. Danielle was right, but she was scared to go talk. What if Sam just persuaded her again? No. She needed to know what was wrong. She took a deep breath and went looking for him. That wasn't as easy as she thought. No one knew where he was and he wasn't answering his phone. She walked outside and looked to the parking lot. He was in his car. She walked over to him.

"Sammy?" She called.

He looked up at his eyes were red. Was he high? She frowned and climbed into the passenger's seat. Her eyes narrowed at him. He turned his head and wiped his eyes. Sam wasn't high, he was crying. She reached over and squeezed his knee. He took a deep breath and smiled. She frowned at him.

"Are you okay?" She breathed.

He nodded, leaning towards her. He started kissing her neck. She let out a shaky breath. Not this time. She rolled her eyes, pushing him back. He just went back in for her lips. She grabbed his face.

"Talk to me, Samson." She hissed. "What the fuck is going on with you?"

"Nothing." He shrugged.

"You're trying to conceal your feelings by fucking me." She spat. "I want to be there for you, Sam, but not like that."

"My mom has cancer." He blurted. "They ran test and just found it."

"Oh my god, Sam. I'm sorry. I didn't even," She stopped trying to say something.

He let out a shaky breath then started crying a bit again. "I think we need to break up." He breathed.

"Why?" She furrowed his brows.

"Just until I'm okay again." He cried harder.

He turned towards her and she wrapped her arms around him. She held his head to her chest while he cried. She rubbed his head while he let it out. She didn't know what was going on and she didn't care. She loved him and she was gonna be there for him, even if he didn't want to be with her.

"It's okay, I understand." She whispered, comforting him. "I'm still here."

"I'm sorry." He mumbled against her. "I get if you want me to move out."

"No, it's fine. You're still welcome at my house, you're still welcome in my family. Don't worry." She kissed his head.

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