Promises were meant to be broken.

Samantha's POV

"Are you still there?" I asked through my door.
" If I say no will you come out?" that Bradford accent asked. It sent shivers down my spine.No it doesn't. I hate him. I hate everything about him.
"Zayn." his name felt foreign coming out of my mouth."Please, go home."
" Not until we talk. Just let me explain."
"Explain what? Why you never came back? Why you never called or texted me? Why you dated other girls without having the decently to break-up with me? Why you weren't there for me like you promised?" I croaked out, holding back tears. No, I'm done crying over him, I've wasted to many tears on him.
"Sammy I'm s-"
"STOP CALLING ME THAT! It's Samantha!"
"Since when? You hated being called Samantha." I felt tears go down my cheeks.
" Its none of your business Malik."
"Samm-Samantha what happened when I left? Why are you so different?"

My heart started to race, and tears streamed down my cheeks. A lot happened but the thing that changed me was that I lost 2 of the most important boys in my life.

"You and him left me! You both left me without even a good bye! You both left me alone!"
"What happened?"
"NO! I will not have this conversation with you !"
"SAMANTHA! TYLER'S HERE!" I heard my mom shout from downstairs. I sighed in relief.

Zayn's POV

"SAMANTHA! TYLER'S HERE!" Mrs.Reed yelled. I look at the staircase as a boy around my age came up. He shot me a confused look.

"Um hello?" he spoke. I just looked at him. He awkwardly held out his hand."Tyler."
I took it and shook it quickly.
"Zayn." I stated, only to see his jaw clench and his eyed to get darker.
"What are you doing here?" he harshly whispered." She doesn't need this."

At that Tyler knocked on the door. I chuckled to myself, she won't answer knowing I'm here. Tyler seemed to realize this and leaned into the door.
"Baby it's me." he said. No answer." I won't let him in." at that the door opened and Samantha wrapped her arms around him, crying into his chest. I sighed, deciding to give them a moment and headed to Johan's room, Samantha's twin, but as I entered I found the room only contains a dresser and a bed that looked like it hadn't been touched in a while. I furrowed my eyes in confusion. I walked in to see a couple pictures on the dresser. It was of Johan,Samantha and me.The three musketres.
"He's dead."

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