The Cherry Game

~ Samantha's POV ~

I kept my eyes on the straw and powder in front of me. I haven't gone one day without this in weeks. I blame the world. Yes, I blame the world for my addiction. I know that's selfish and completely bitchy, but I don't give a flying fuck.

"Hurry up and suck it." Andrea snapped and I rolled my eyes before pressing the straw to my left nostril and inhaling deeply. A rush of pathetic thrill shot through me and I blinked to ease the stinging in my eyes.

"Okay, Eric should be waiting right over there." She hid the coke in her dashboard and we both exited her car to find Eric sitting at the usual bench right across from my school. It doesn't make any sense because I don't even show up for school anymore, but Eric seems to like it here so here we are.

"Who are your friends." I rose my eyebrows at Eric and he chuckled.

"This is John, and Brent." He introduced and the two boys waved at me. Andrea immediately walked over and sat on Brent's lap, while Eric stood and slowly eyed me up and down.

"You've always been smoking hot." He smirked before cupping my ass in either of his hands and pulling me flush against him. "Speaking of smoking...wanna share?" He tilted his head toward the table where John had just rolled a fresh blunt. I smirked and nodded my head, he took my hand and sat down on the bench. I straddled his lap as he lit the blunt and put it between his lips.

"So, I'm having a little get together at my place tonight...and you're coming." Eric demands and I smile with a small nod, taking the smoke from his lips and placing it in my own. I inhale, and puff out right near his parted lips. He took that as an invitation and he smashed his lips to mine.

Without any permission his tongue met mine and his hands squeezed my ass, pushing our crotches together. He seemed to be enjoying himself as he stood and lifted me to the top of the bench and ground himself to me. His lips left mine and he moved to my neck as he sucked and bit harshly at the skin. I took another drag from the blunt as my eyes wandered to only be met by familiar green ones.

Eric kept his movements against me fast, and he whispered dirty things at my ear. Harry just stared, and I stared back, a smirk on my lips as Eric took hold of my legs and wrapped the around his waist.

Zayn and Liam joins Harry and all of their eyes landed on me as I brought the blunt back to my lips. "You like that, huh? I bet you want me to fuck you." He soon noticed my attention was elsewhere and he I latched himself from me. His eyes travelled to where Harry and his group of friends stood and stared at us.

"That prick again? I'll he him to leave you alone." Eric started walking over there and I quickly stepped out my smoke, following him quickly.

"Hey!" Eric yelled and my eyes widened.

"Eric, calm down." I said and before I could convince him the both of us were standing right in front of Harry, Liam, and Zayn.

"Why is it you're always staring at her? She's mine, incase you didn't clue in on that yet." Eric snapped and Harry widened his eyes.

"Excuse you, I'm not anyone's. And don't you think us making out right in front of the school will catch some
peoples attention?" I asked and Eric looked at me with a glare.

"You are mine, and he is always staring at you. Don't you think that's creepy? I mean you don't even know him." I stayed silent as I looked at Harry. He had a frown etched on his face as he looked at me. "Oh my god, you know him? Did you guys fuck or something?" Eric snapped and I turned my head to look at him.

"Who do you think I am? I didn't fuck him! I'm not some slut!" I defend and Eric smirks.

"Oh my god, so you're still a virgin." His tone is testing, teasing, pissing me the fuck off.

"I never said that." I whisper and Eric places both hands on my face to force me to look at him.

"You didn't have to." I slap his hands away and he looks amused as he steps back.

"Go back to your friends." I snap and he walks away with that same smirk, I can almost feel his eyes on my ass as he walks away.

"I hope you know he's still staring at your ass. Why do you even put up with him?" Zayn asks and I pull my sleeves over my hands and ball them into fists.

"He may be a dick, but he...he-he...." I struggled to find the right words. What do I say? Oh, he gives me my drugs.

Uhh. No.

"He what? He's just using you. He's using you to get into your pants." Harry says and I almost laugh.

"At least he isn't making me fall in love with him before he does." Harry cringes. "And so what if he's using me? I don't really care who I lose my virginity to at this point...because everyone always says you have to be in love to have sex. But, no. You don't. Love doesn't even fucking exist." A pained expression works works its way into Harry's features.

"What do you call what we had then?" Harry asks and I step forward, looking him dead in the eye.

"A bet."

~ Harry's POV ~

Her words caused me physical pain, and I flinched at the harshness of her tone.

"We loved each other, Samantha. We still love each other but I see you've found other people to surround yourself with." I know I shouldn't be getting angry, but I fucking am.

"No. I loved you. You didn't love me. I fucking let you into my pathetic excuse of a life and you ruined me from the inside out. But I don't give a fuck anymore. Life is shit, and I am this close to giving up completely." I feel my pulse stutter as she walks away with tears in her eyes.

"She's so broken." I whisper and watch her approach Eric. She takes the bottle from his hands and tips it to her own lips, he stands and runs his hands along her body. He tries to take off her jacket that's nearly slipping off her shoulders but she flinches away. He snatches the bottle from her and practically rips the jacket off her.

Her eyes widen and she hugs herself, wrists hidden from everyone. Eric notices her nervousness and he pushes her up against a car. He grips her wrist and pins them above her head. He bursts out into laughter, he steps away his hand still secured around her wrist as he shows the rest of the group what's hidden there.

Tears stream down her face and she pushes Eric away once he tries to kiss her again. He practically shoves her against the car again and kisses her mouth forcefully.

"I can't watch this." Liam turns away and I am standing there in shock as she struggles against his grip on her. He pulls away and she yells something at him, causing him to lash out and strike her with the back of his hand.

I start running towards her, fury blinding me as I pull Eric away from her. He whips around with a smirk on his face.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Sammy screams and I push Eric before slamming my fist to his jaw. Samantha stands in between us before he can hit back and she glares at me.

"Leave! I don't need you defending me!" She yells and I widen my eyes.

"He just hit you! He needs to know he can't fucking do that!" My eyes glance at her wrists and I almost start crying right here, right now. Cuts and scratches cover every surface of her wrists, some deeper than others.

"Yeah? Where we're you the other twelve times he did?" She snaps and I move my eyes back to met hers. Why is she still around him if he's being this awful? "I don't need you anymore, Harry." I could always tell when she was lying.

Her mouth tells me she doesn't need me, but her eyes are begging me to save her from this hell she's living.

Notes

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