Chapter 27
Chapter 27
“Fate kicked in again..” she thought as she smiled and then looked around, “Now how the fuck did someone get my song?? Man.. ohhh” as she realized, “Rich.. I gave it to Rich to get copyrighted.. oh that son of a bitch…” as she picked up the phone, “No.. I should call Nick.. no… I’ll call Rich first…” as she dialed his number.
“Hello?” asked Rich, her boss, answering his phone.
“Rich, it’s Samantha…. umm you remember that song I wrote?” asked Samantha.
“Yeah..” said Rich, “Uh oh..”
“Yeah who did you give it to?” asked Samantha.
“Jessica Andrews.. well she’s my second cousin.. so I thought it would be perfect for her… but she told me she passed it to someone else on her label.” said Rich.
“You know who that someone is?” asked Samantha.
“Who?” asked Rich looking confused.
“Leslie Carter… Nick’s little sister.” said Samantha
“Ohhhh… Nick from Backstreet, you’re friend?” asked Rich.
“Yeah… and well he shouldn’t see that.” said Samantha, “Why the hell did you go and give it to someone for?”
“It was too good to just sit around and collect dust Sam, I’m sorry…” said Rich.
“Uhhh it’s okay I guess.. just uhhh didn’t need him to see it.” said Samantha.
“I’m sorry Sam… I’ll see ya at work tomorrow.” said Rich.
“Okay.. bye.” said Samantha as she hung up and looked at the phone, “Uhhh…. should I even call him, god I’m scared to know what he’s gonna say….” she thought as she looked at the letter again, “Uhh…. okay….. no a little bit.. I’ll call him in a little bit..” she thought, “Later..” as she got up to go listen to the song again.
“God.. I wrote this…” she thought listening to it, “Nick heard this.. uhhh… well that’s what I want him to know is that I love him… maybe I should call him…” as she sat back up on the sofa, sitting in the corner and cuddling up with a pillow, looking at the phone, “Shit just call him..” as she started to dial his number.
She sat there listening to the phone ring when suddenly someone answered.
“Hello?” asked Nick answering the phone and nobody said anything, “Hello?”
“Hey..” said Samantha as Nick looked scared, looking over at Brian who was in the room.
“Hey..” said Nick.
“I um.. I got the package… thank you.” said Samantha.
“You’re welcome.. give me a few mins and I’ll call you right back okay, I promise.” said Nick.
“Okay.” said Samantha as she hung up and Nick hung up and looked over at Brian again.
“Umm… I need to go on back to my room now man.” said Nick as he stood up and was about to walk out.
“Dude you and Kevin both have been weird since you came back from the studio with Leslie.” said Brian.
“Us.. no.” said Nick, “I’m going on to my room.” as he was about to walk out again and Brian stopped him.
“What is it?” asked Brian.
“Nothing man, drop it alright…” said Nick.
“What?” asked Brian.
“Sam wrote a song about me… somehow Leslie got a hold of it and she recorded it today.” said Nick.
“About you?” asked Brian, “Whoa man and Leslie got it, finally dude think about it.. it’s fate..”
“Dude… don’t go there alright.. basicaly the song was saying what she really meant to say was that she loves me… that’s the name of it “What I Really Meant To Say” as he reached in his backpack and pulled out a cassette, “Here… I got a few extra copies.. Leslie’s singing… listen to it.. I’m going to call Samantha.” said Nick as he walked out of Brian’s room.
Nick walked down to his room, unlocking the door. He walked into his room, putting his backpack down on the floor, taking his cell phone out of his jacket as he took it off.
“Uh damn.. what do I say?” Nick thought as he sat down on the bed looking at the phone, “Shit.. okay here goes..” as he dialed her number and listened to it ring.
“Hello?” asked Samantha answering the phone, sitting there just like she was when she called him.
“Hey sorry.. I was in Rok’s room…” said Nick.
“Hey, it’s okay.” said Samantha.
“So um you got the package?” asked Nick.
“Yeah.” said Samantha as she layed her head on the arm of the sofa.
“Yeah.. um so when did you write it?” asked Nick as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed, looking around.
“Megan’s 2nd birthday…” said Samantha, “It was your birthday too… and I just wrote it.”
“It’s about me isn’t it?” asked Nick as Samantha closed her eyes.
“Do I have to answer that?” asked Samantha.
“Yes..” said Nick, “Don’t make me assume anything.. that’s why we didn’t talk for going on 2 years.” said Nick.
“Yes.. it’s about you. I never expected anybody to see it.. I just gave it to my boss to get copyrighted and damn he gave it to his cousin, Jessica Andrews who is a country singer and just uhh…” said Samantha.
“Is what the song says true?” whispered Nick as Samantha opened her eyes and looked over at a picture of Megan on the coffee table.
“Yes..” said Samantha.
“So you didn’t mean to tell me you wanted nothing…” said Nick.
“Yes.. I did then Nick… I wasn’t ready for something like that, just that relationship with us moved so fast… it’s like one minute we’re kissing and the next we’re making love and falling down a elevator….” said Samantha as Nick interrupted her.
“Did you regret doing that?” asked Nick, “Us being together? Did you regret that?”
“No… Because it was with you… I couldn’t ever regret that… okay.. I won’t lie… at first I did… after I woke up in the hospital.. I thought I had done made a fool out of myself and that you would never want to see me again after that happened, that’s why I told my parents I would go with them and then you come in there and you were all caring and not the regular Nick, you were different, you kissed me and told me you loved me, and that just freaked me out because I wasn’t use to it.. I was so confused and then you gave me that choice and I couldn’t just jump into a relationship with you right then and there and you wanted that… that’s why I told you nothing and we stopped talking…. I would have called you and all later but.. I thought you hated me and never wanted to talk to me again… If you had just given me some time, maybe we could have been together, but you wanted us then and I couldn’t handle that and you couldn’t either… so I did it for the both of us.” said Samantha as she started to cry and didn’t hear anything on the other line, “Nick, you still there?”
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