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Blake's POV
Today was the day I was going to end things with Samantha. Whatever there was to end, our friendships and the benefits that went along. It's not like I was in love with her, it wasn't like that at all. I cared about her, she is my friend, and I couldn't have that.
There was this one time, where I actually thought I kind of liked her, but it was just lust.. Right?
Whatever it was it doesn't matter because it's over.
It wasn't going to be easy. I really had to hurt her, so she would stay away from me.
I honestly don't know how I am going to do this. I don't want to hurt the only person that cared for me, the only person who I considered my friend. But I have to, if not the consequence could be worst than just broken heart.
I knew she didn't love me, but again we are friends and she cared so I am going to use that to take advantage.
She didn't trust, she didn't love, and she didn't care, but that change when she met me, I could tell. I know she didn't believe in love, I don't know who broke her heart so bad to do that to her.
You don't think she didn't have a heart. But I knew she have a little piece left, that I am now going to break.
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Samantha's POV
I walked into the school with a smile on my face. Ever since I got home this morning I couldn't help myself from smiling. Spending the night with Blake made me happy.
Which wasn't a good thing.
What does that mean? Spending the night with some guy made me actually happy. It wasn't just to have some fun that time,it was more than that.
But that means I actually have some sort of feelings for him.
I wanted to talked to him about this, but I don't know if I could.
In our first class, he didn't even looked at me.
I would glance his way trying to get his attention, but nothing.
When I went to meet him at lunch, as I was walking to the bleachers I saw him talking to some blonde girl. I immediately felt jealous pour over me, what was he doing?
I pushed back the feeling, because I don't get jealous. It's not like were together. It doesn't matter.
"Am I interrupting something?" I asked witha smile, trying to act like I wasn't bothered.
"Yes." Blake said looking up at me and then continuing his conversation with the girl.
"Uhm, I think I should go. My friends are probably waiting." The girl said and then made her way down to the bleachers.
"Ooookay." I said as I sat down, Blake had an annoyed look on his face.
"Listen, we need to talk." Blake said.
"Yeah, I know. I was meaning to talk to you about something."
"Let me go first."
"Okay, you go."
"Samantha, I've had a lot of fun, this past weekends, with all the hanging out and hooking up. But I think we should end things out before they get messy." He said as he slid the ray bans from his head down his eyes.
Okay, so I didn't definitely expect that. But it's fine, I knew this wasn't going to last forever. I think it would be good to be just friend.
"Oh, okay. I don't have a problem with being friends." I replied.
"I don't think you get it though. We aren't friends." He said.
"Oh, were not friends?" I said puzzled and a bit annoyed.
"Babe, I don't have friends." He said.
"What does that mean?" I said now fully annoyed.
"Everything we did was just for the benefits. The hanging out, the sunset, the dinner, the rides home, didn't really mean anything. It was just something to do." He said with a smirk.
My jaw dropped. I stared at him in disbelief. What was happening?
"You told me you cared the other night." I said now angry.
"I say a lot of things, doesn't mean that I actually mean them all."
"Listen sweetheart, you told me you didn't fall in love. I took it as a challenge. I know for a second you thought you're special, but sorry to break it to you no one's special. Everything and everyone for me is just a game." He said as he leaned back against the bleachers.
I couldn't believe this was happening. I could swear that we were at least friends. I thought he kind of cared. I wanted to tell him that I did too. But here he is admitting that he only wanted to hurt me.
I couldn't speak. I couldn't even process what was going on.
"Shocked, babe? Really. I don't know why, but I thought you would see this coming. You told me you didn't fall in love, didn't care. But here you are staring at me in disbelief, but baby believe it I just broke the girl who was supposed to be unbreakable." He said with a chuckle.
The little piece that was left on my heart just slowly turned into ash at this moment.
I bit my bottom lip, and with all my might held back the tears that I wanted to fall. I just nooded my head, and turned to walked down the steps of the bleachers. With my back to him I slowly let each tear fall out of my eye and down my cheeks.
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Blake's POV
I knew I took it too far. But I had to. She needed to hate me so she would stay away. It broke my heart, seeing her face filled with shock and pain.
I wanted to comfort her; I wanted to tell her I do care. That I didn't mean to hurt her. I wanted to tell her everything that happened in my life, but I couldn't.
In that moment I just realized that I didn't just care about her as a friend, I actually like her.
Stupid mistakes of the past stops me from having something that I never thought I would want.. A girlfriend.
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3rd person POV
"Sir, I've got something for that I think you'd be interested in." Said the young man.
"What?!" Screamed Connor, the leader of the warrior gang.
"Information on the youngest Frost brother." Said the young man, as he handed the folder to Connor.
"Oh, how delightful. Blake's got himself a girl. Stupid boy, he should have known better." Conner said as he looked at the pictures.
There were pictures of her and Blake on his bike, them sitting together at lunch, and them together in the forest.
"She's so beautiful; it's a shame that we are going to have to involve her in this. The only question is how?" Said Connor.
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Blake's POV
I knew I should have propably stayed in school, but I couldn't help myself. I didn't want to sit there in class and watch Samantha in pain. Pain that I caused.
"Blake we have a problem." Alexa said as soon as I walked in the door, Alex was sitting on the couch. They both have serious look on their face.
"What?" I said.
"Whose this?" Alexa said, holding up a picture to my face.
A picture of me and Samantha on the bleachers.
"Why?" I said my voice filled with anger, as I grabbed the picture out of her hand.
"It was sent to me, by one of the spies in the gang. They have her picture, and by now probably her life story. So do you want to explain to me who she is?" Alexasaid trying to make her voice calm, but I can hear the anger coming through.
I looked over to Alex who is sitting in the couch. His fist were clenched and he was breathing heavily. Looking straight ahead, bot even blinking. I could tell he was furious. I had anger issues but Alex was much worse.
"Who is she?!" Alexa said again harder.
"Samantha Dela Vega. She lives next door. We hung out a few times, never out in the open though. I started to realized we were getting too close, so I told her to get lost today. But I guess it's too late now." I said, whispering the last part with my head down.
All of a sudden I could feel a grip on my shirt and was quickly thrown up against the wall. Alex had his forearm against my neck. I could barely breath, I couldn't move because he was pinning me against the wall with all his weight.
"You risked our lives for one of your dirty whores!" Alex growled out.
I wanted to kill him right there and then. He can't talk about Samantha like that. As he continued yelling he let one of my legs free. I kneed him in the stomach with all my strength and pushed him to the ground.
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!" I screamed.
"Stop! Both of you. You guys are being ridiculus." Alexa said pulling me off Alex.
Even though Alexa is the smartest, most reasonable out of all of us, she was the biggest and could kick of our asses without breaking a sweat.
"Listen Blake, you brought her into this mess so now it's your responsibility to fix it. It doesn't matter if you don't see her anymore, Connor has her picture and her information. He's going to want to use her."
"So what am I going to do?" I asked, running my hand through my hair.
"I don't know man. Tell her? The less she knows in her situation the more dangerous it's going to be." Alexa said.
Great! Now I had to go to tell the first girl I liked that because she hung out with me she has one of the most dangerous gang leader looking for her, and it's my job to protect her. I have to tell her this 3 hours after I told her that I used her, and don't care about her at all.
Well doesn't seems like much can go wrong there.