Chapter 2 The Freak of the Pack

“But I thought I was the love of your life Sam”, I was crying, tears pouring out.

“No riff-raff can be the love of my life”, He said. And I grabbed his shoulders.

“You can’t do this, I have always loved you and only you, my whole life is you”, I said in a tearful voice.

“Tell me, just say it, whatever is wrong I’ll fix it, please don’t say these things Sam love”, I said.

“Get off of me You Freak”, He pushed me like I was some feral animal with a disease, and then he ran away. I was left lying on the hard floor crying. I had no strength left in my knees. So I remained there, my brain trying to process what had just happened to me. The sun was burning me, but I didn’t care, I was burning inside. He had left me empty, left me alone. Any feelings that I had were gone. I simply wanted to burn away in the heat of the sun. This world meant nothing to me anymore.

After crying for several hours it seemed to me because it had gotten dark, I had made my way back to my home. As soon as I reached home I saw a pizza box on our dining table, mom had left a note for me. I hastily picked it up and read it: “sorry love I’ll be out, I have ordered yours and Sam’s favorite pizza, give my love to Sam”. I wanted to throw up right there and then. I didn’t touch it .I didn’t eat any lunch, my parents were on their duties, so I had the whole house to myself. I went straight to my room and looked in the mirror, my eyes were swollen from excessive crying and they had turned red.

I was trying to look for a change in my appearance which could have made Sam run away from me like that but, I saw nothing, I was still the same me. The same almond-shaped blue eyes, arched eyebrows, high cheekbones, full lips, and a heart-shaped face, were the things Sam would tell me about my face. And at that time I used to feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.

This loss was too much to handle for me. The feeling of something that will never be yours was now settling in the pit of my stomach and I was hopeless. I loved him with all my heart and he called me a freak. Then I started crying again.

All the moments that we had spent together were coming back to me as tears rolled down my face.

“Sam you know we can’t just sneak in food,” I told Sam. We were outside the cinema hall, Sam had bought tickets and we had run out of money for snacks.

“Eve you know what’s your problem?”

“What?” I asked.

“You worry too much about little things, Leave it to me”

It was a summer night and the last show was about to start in just five minutes. I was just wearing a white tank top with blue jeans and Sam was dressed in his favorite black tee with chinos and was carrying a bag.

“Is it stretchable”, Sam asked touching my shirt.

“Why? I…I don’t know….maybe, wait for what”, Sam just took it off enough to reveal my belly and tucked his tiny bag underneath my top. I looked so bloated.

“There you go, our food problem is solved”. He said

“I still don’t get it”, I was really confused.

“Just follow my lead”

And we went through the cinema doors, the guy there didn’t even look at me and we glided past the security. When we were seated comfortably Sam asked me to take out the bag from underneath my shirt and open it.

I was surprised to find out that all my favorite snacks were in there.

“I can never let my love get hungry during the movies, you know,” Sam said casually, and I felt so overjoyed at this that I started kissing him, I had my hands all over his body. My hands went to his pants as I kissed his soft red lips, our tongues finding each other.

“Will you cut that out” Someone from behind our seats yelled at us and I stopped. I was blushing, he was my Romeo, always looking out for me. I couldn’t imagine living without him.

With a little jerk, I came out of my memory lane and felt the pain of rejection, he threw me away like I never had any value. How was I going to live like this? Life had lost its meaning. Maybe I was not good enough. I must have done something to piss him off.

The next morning I was quiet at the breakfast table, my mother was the first one to notice.

“Eve everything alright dear?”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to talk to anybody.

“Sweetheart, are you feeling ok?”

I just couldn’t contain myself anymore and hugged my mother and started wailing, my mother looked at my father and now he was also looking concerned. My mother’s olive shirt got wet from my tears.

“Honey what’s wrong, love you have to stop crying, please tell me what’s wrong”, my mother asked me.

“Mom, he left me”

“Who?”

“Sa…..Sam…..left me, he….he said he didn’t love me”, I said unable to finish my sentence, because saying it all brought me more pain. And another round of wailing.

“Oh dear”, mother said.

 “My darling girl” Mother tried to calm me down. But I couldn’t stop crying.

“I….I don’t know, why…..wh…why?” I said barely.

“There there, nothing is wrong with you love, it’s his fault for losing out on the best girl in the whole wide world”, my mother said.

“But he ….. he told me… I was the only one and then he called me a freak”, I told mother.

“He said what!” my father responded this time.