Eighteen.

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Blake's POV

I couldn't believe that I actually ruined my chance of being with the person I love.

I honestly had the worst luck.

I sat on the floor of the kitchen, leaning against the wall with my head in my hands

I ignored the fact that my brother was standing right there. Usually I wouldn't let myself break down in front of him but I just couldn't take it.

What was I supposed to do? How was I going to fix this? Would I be able to fix this?

I didn't even realize there was another person in the room until I heard Alexa speak.

"What's up with him?" Alexa asked Alex.

"You don't even want to know. How was the meeting?"

"Pretty good. I think we finally have a way to bring down Victor. More of his people are starting to join us. They said that he isn't being a good leader, he isn't making good choices and he isn't treating them right."

"Have you talked to the leader of the knights?" Alex asked.

Hearing that I was immediately brought out of my own thoughts.

"Why would you talk to the leader of the Knights? Don't they have an alliance with the Kings?" I asked. The kings were Connor's gang.

"Rumor has it that Peter and Connor have had a falling out. Peter doesn't trust Connor anymore." Peter was the leader of the Knights.

"So what's your plan?" I asked.

"Well if we have the knights and some of the members in the Kings on our side it would be a lot easier to take Connor down."

"Or if we talk to Peter he'll just go to Connor and ruin everything, and what happens if one of the members are working double sides?" I asked not thinking that this was a good idea.

"Don't worry Blake I have this under control. It's not like im totally trusting them, just worry about Samantha and I'll handle the rest." Alexa said.

Hearing Samantha's name just brought me back to reality.

I can't believe I lost her. when I barely even had her.

"What am I supposed to do?" I mumbled to myself.

"Well what you're doing now isn't helping anyone." Alex said annoyed.

I glared up at him.

"What? It's the truth. Honestly Adrian I think the girl deserves a lot better then you. But if you love her like you said you did, then you would make this right." Alex continued.

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Samantha's POV

I barely slept last night.

The hurtful words that Blake said just kept repeating in my head. Why was the happening to me?

For a moment, I actually believed that I could be happy, but that all fell apart last night.

I felt like a complete fool.

I hoped more than anything that Alex didn't tell Blake that I was going to tell him I loved him. But I knew he probably did.

I didn't have the energy or will power to move from my bed.

"Samamtha?" I heard Kiefer say from outside my door.

I didn't want to tell Kiefer what happened, because I knew it would get him angry.

"Come in." I managed to say.

I must have looked horrible, and by the look on Kiefer's face he must have noticed.

I just imagined how I looked, with the red swollen eyes, and red blotches all over my face. Hysterically crying all night really doesn't do you any good.

"What happened?" Kiefer said, his voice and expression filled with concern.

"Nothing" I said, as I begin to sit up on my bed.

"Sam, please don't lie to me. It's clearly nothing. I could tell you've been crying." He said as he sat next to me on my bed.

"Kiefer please just leave it alone."

"No Samantha. Come on. We are best friends, you could tell me anything." He said as he tool hold of my hands.

"You'll just get all angry and I don't need that right now." I said.

"I won't I promise." He said.

I let out a sigh, not wanting to deal with this any longer I decided to tell him.

I told Kiefer everyhing.

What happened that night in the mountains, how Blake told me he loved me and how I lied to him. Then I told him how that dream made me change my mind about love. I also told him what happened when I went over to his house. and what Blake said to me.

It actually felt amazing to be able to let all of this out, and not keeping this big secret. I felt as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

A moment after I was done talking, I looked over to Kiefer.

His face was emotionless; I honestly couldn't tell what was going on in his head.

"Im so sorry Sam..." He said in a whisper, not looking at me.

"It's whatever." I said trying to play it off as if I didn't care, but I knew it wasn't working.

"No its not. You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me Sam. It's okay to let it out and tell me what's going on. Its okay for a moment not to keep everything bottled up. I know he meant a lot to you, and I also know that it must have taken a lot to go over there and actually want to admit your feelings. I know how you feel about love, and for you to admit that you wanted to be with him, and then hearing all that...it's hard. It's okay, to...not be okay with me."

Hearing those words from someone else's mouth made something go off in me.

I held on to Kiefer and cried for what seemed like forever.

I cried about everything. I cried about my father, I cried about not giving Blake a chance, I cried about getting hurt when I finally did give him a chance, I cried about love and everything else that I kept inside.

I always cried in front of Kiefer, but it was never about love. I always used to tell him how Id never be that girl who would cry over for a boy, but here I was.

It was so cliché that I find it funny.

"I love you Kiefer. You're the only boy that never hurt me... the only one that I could trust." I said to him.

He just smiled at me and wiped the tear that was falling from my cheek.

"I love you too Sam." He said as he kissed me gently on the forehead.

After a while I followed Kiefer down stairs and ate my breakfast.

Once I heard the doorbell ring my heart stopped in my chest.

I looked over to Kiefer confusion and worriment bubbling inside me. I could see the anger clear on Kiefer's face.

I knew he wanted to open the door and I didn't think that was a bad idea, but I knew Kiefer would get violent, and I wasn't in the mood to play doctor.

I put a hand on Kiefer's chest stopping him from going outside.

Concern was written all over his face.

"It's okay." I said, knowing that I was wrong.

I took a deep breath, my hand still on the door knob.

I was going to be strong, I was not going to cry, I don't need him, and I'll be okay. I repeated to myself for encouragement.

I opened the front door to see Blake leaning against the railing with his head down. When he looked up I could see his eyes were all red and puffy, probably matching my own.

I stepped outside and shut the door behind me.

I leaned against the door and we stared at each other in silence for a few moments.

"Samantha... I am so sorry." He said with words filled with pain.

I looked in his eyes and I could tell he was sincere but that didn't matter to me. I looked away from him, waiting if this was more.

"I didn't mean anything I said, I promise you. I was just drunk and stupid and wasn't thinking. I love you, I really do you have to believe me. My whole world fell apart when Alex told me what you were going to say. I feel like a complete asshole. I don't deserve an amazing girl like you but im selfish and I want to be with you." He said as he got closer to me.

I couldn't even think about what to say. The closer he got to me, the more I lost my train of thought.

"Samantha please... say something." He said as he held on to my waist and leaned his forehead against mine.

His warm breath surrounded my lips. If it wasn't for the pain in my heart reminding me what he did, I would have kissed him.

"No Blake... I can't..." I muttered, not even knowing how I spoke.

"Samantha please, give me a chance. I was just hurt and I handled it badly." He begged.

I couldn't stand to look in his eyes, so I turned my head away and stared at a tree across the way.

"Blake you hurt me...something you said you wouldn't do... and for a moment I believed you, but that's over now." I said as my attention was focused on a tree in the distance.

"I physically and emotionally can't take this anymore." I continued.

"Samantha please. I love you so much." He pleaded.

"Im not saying you don't, it's just that I did my best to keep myself from getting hurt and the one time I let myself open up ,even a little bit, and you break my heart, or what's left of it."

"I'm sorry. Samantha I am. I wish I could take it back I really do..."

"Saying sorry doesn't make anything better. The things you said killed me. You broke me, when I thought I was in breakable."

"I know... But I can fix this just let me try please..."

"No, this... I...can't be fixed! You don't know! You don't know how I felt at all. The first time I think I can actually love someone and this happens. You can't even imagine how I feel. I trusted you!" I shouted, looking back at him, and pushing him away.

"Samantha I didn't have sex with anyone..." He said.

"I don't care..." I said.

"You don't mean that...Samantha I love you... we could work this out. I messed up I really did and I regret it so much I really do. I know I ruined everything but I need you Samantha I really do." He begged.

Blake got closer to me and grabbed me gently by the waist once more.

"I love you Samantha... more than anything... " He said as he place kisses up my neck and around my jaw line.

"I don't love you... and this time I mean it." I knew that was a lie. I knew I still cared about him a lot, and I might even love him but it didn't matter anymore.

I turned around to open the door to go inside when his voice stopped me.

"I'll never give up loving you Samantha. I'll do my best to make this up to you, to make you see how much you mean to me, I promise you that." He said. I could hear the pain in his voice. I knew if I looked back and saw him like that, that I would forget everything and fall back into his arms.

"Then you're just going to waste your time." I said with my back turned towards him, and went back inside the house leaving him standing there alone.

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Blake's POV

I knew it wasn't going to be easy.

I hadn't expected it to.

I need her in my life more than anything. I am going to do whatever it takes to bring her back to me.

I meant what I said; I wasn't going to give up.

I was going to make it up to her I was going to fix this...