My Heart is Yours (11 page)

“Look, I know what happened between you and Sam. You
told her you loved her and she didn’t say it back. Doesn’t mean she
doesn’t love you. ‘Cuz she does. Everyone here knows she does.
Except you. Sam just doesn’t know how to say it. And okay, you’re
Jason, nobody ever yells at you. But you broke my sister’s heart,
so I don’t care.” He turned and stomped away.

Everyone just stared at the spot where John had been
standing. Jason’s hand shook as he lit his cigarette.

Sam was sitting in her room late Sunday night, or
more like early Monday morning. She’d hardly come out of her room,
either. She took out her journal and began writing, with tears
sliding down her cheeks.

I miss Jason. I miss him like crazy. I love him so
much. Why couldn’t I just say that? What’s wrong with me? Why is it
so hard for me to say that? He needs to know. He looked so hurt.
And seeing him hurt like that . . . it’s like having my heart
ripped out of my chest. And squeezed. And torn apart. Slowly. I
can’t stand this. I can’t stand being without him. It hurts so
much. I have to tell him how much I love him.

The week passed by slowly for both Sam and Jason.
They were both hurting so much. Of course they ran into each other
at Sam’s house. They barely even glanced at each other.

The next Saturday Sam was thinking about going to
talk to him. She walked out of her room and into the kitchen. She
heard the screen door and saw Jason walking out.
I can’t let him
go
, she thought.
I have to go after him. I have to tell him
now.

With that thought she bolted through the screen door
letting it slam behind her.

“Sam!?” John yelled.

Jason was already walking across the park. “Jason!”
She yelled. A car skidded to a halt, the horn blaring loudly. She
just kept running. Jason had turned around and was staring at her,
stunned. She hurled herself into his arms so hard he nearly fell
over. He instinctively wrapped his arms tightly around her.

She crushed her lips against his, and he kissed her
back, urgently and passionately. Jason lifted her. When they were
both out of breath, Sam pulled away. “I’m sorry.” She said. “Jason
I’m so sorry. I love you so much, please believe me, please.
Please.” Tears were pouring down her cheeks. Jason’s too. Both of
their lips were sore from their kiss. But Jason kissed her again
and pulled her tighter against him. Sam pushed Jason away. “Jason,
I love you. I love you so much it terrifies me. I couldn’t say it
because well, I was afraid. That . . . that if something happened
to you it’d hurt more because I told you I love you. But I do,
Jason. I love you. Please believe me. You do believe me don’t you?”
Sam said in one breath. “Sam. Sam!” Jason said. “I believe you.” He
smiled.

“You do?” She asked in a small voice.

“Yes. I love you too Sam. So much. I’m sorry too.”
He pushed her hair out of her face.

“What are you sorry for?”

“I should’ve given you time to say it back to me. I
shouldn’t have just walked out like that.”

“It’s okay. I don’t care. My God, I just love you so
much.” Sam stared at him with green eyes.

Jason smiled wide. “Geez, Sam, I love you like
crazy.” He crushed his already sore lips against hers and they
stood there kissing with more passion and love than they ever had
before.

***

“D
amn, that was like
something out of a chick flick.” Shawn said as Jason walked in with
his arm slung around Sam.

“You didn’t have to spy on us.” Sam said.

“I wasn’t spying. Y’all were right across the
street. It’s not like I could hear what y’all were saying.”

“But I’m guessing you two are back together.” Chris
said. He shook his head. “Making out in the street.”

Sam punched him in the arm. “We weren’t making out.”
She muttered.

Chris laughed. “Okay, whatever you say.”

Sam and Jason both blushed and went to sit down and
cuddle up on the couch.

J
ason and I said
that we loved each other. Both of us this time. To each other. I
forgot to mention that, didn’t I? It has been a while since I wrote
anything. I was just so ecstatic that I forgot to even write
anything. Does that make sense? Plus, I’ve been spending a lot of
time with Jason, Derek and Juliana. But after that fight, we told
each other ‘I love you.’ We did. We’re in love.

Jason and Sam were inseparable. Not a minute went by
they weren’t together. Today, they were hanging around town with
Juliana and Derek.

“Hey, are you two even paying attention to the
movie?” Derek asked as Jason stole another kiss from Sam.

“Hmm?” Sam said, peeking around Jason’s
shoulder.

“I guess not.” Juliana said laughing.

“Guess not what?” Jason said.

“Completely clueless.” Juliana sighed and
smirked.

Jason and Sam looked at each other and shrugged.

“You missed the ending of the movie.” Derek
said.

“Oh, did we?” Sam asked.

“Come on, let’s go back to your place.” Juliana said
to Sam, linking her arm through hers.

Both Juliana and Derek had a car, but nothing was
really that much of a walk and it was a nice day out. Craig would
never let Sam walk around town alone, but when she was with other
people he was okay with it.

The four of them were discussing what had happened
in the movie. Since Sam and Jason hadn’t really been paying
attention.

Sam heard the car pull up next to them but paid it
no attention. She assumed it was one of the guys stopping to say
hello and maybe offer them a ride home. She turned her head towards
the car in what she would later remember as being slow motion. The
car wasn’t stopped but it wasn’t at full speed. At least, she was
pretty sure it wasn’t. Afterwards she was afraid that her eyes had
betrayed her.

It wasn’t one of the guys. It was two young men.
Both with what looked like ski masks on their heads. That struck
her as odd since it wasn’t winter. Then the one in the passenger
seat reached into the glove compartment and pulled something out.
Something black and shiny. Her eyes finally focused on it and she
noticed sunlight glint off of the gun. A loud, breathy gasp escaped
Sam’s lips before the first shot was fired.

She moved her mouth in a wordless babble of
nothingness. One of the sleek bullets was speeding right towards
her.

“Sam!” Jason screamed. He launched himself at her
and pushed her to the ground before the bullet could get to her.
But not before it got to him.

Sam fell with a thump to the hard concrete. The
first thing she did was look to Jason. He was looking right back at
her.
Good, he’s alive
, she thought. And then she saw the red
gushing from his leg.

John burst through their front door clad only in a
pair of jeans when he heard the bullets. Sam widened her eyes in
what she thought was an effort to tell him to stay where he was.
But to no avail. He was right at their side. He was lucky as hell
that he got to the ground before that next bullet came flying right
at him. The others were standing at the door but John shook his
head at them. Sam spied him with squinted eyes. She knew that he
was committing anything about that car to memory that he could. If
anything, John had an excellent memory. The car skidded around the
corner and out of sight.