Tatum's POV:

I twirl Brandons hair around my finger as I admire him,remembering last night's events.

I peck his lips gently and get out of bed.

I take a quick shower and put on an oversized t-shirt. I head downstairs and start preparing breakfast.

Brandon woke up a few minutes later and we ate breakfast, watched a few movies and then decided to visit his dad.

"Hey uncle Ben"i greet Brandon's dad as we walk into the house.

"Hi dad"Brandon says

"Hey,sorry I wasn't able to make it for dinner last night"Uncle Ben replies as he lounges on the couch.

"It's ok, we've come to take you out for lunch"i say.

"That sounds great"

"So let's go then"Brandon says enthusiastically.

We make our way out and decided on pizza.

"So how was the dinner"Ben asks before taking a bite out of his slice of pepperoni pizza.

"Oh, it was great, Lola's a really nice person"i say.

"That's good"

"And the couple doing"he asks.

"We're doing great"Brandon says and puts his hand on mine,smiling brightly at me.

"We've decided to move in together"i add

"Really"Ben asks and I nod.

"Well I'm happy if you're happy"Ben says.

"We are" Brandon says.

"So how's it been with you Uncle Ben"i ask.

"Same old"he says.

"Is there any lucky lady in the picture"i ask.

"No not for me"he says.

"And why not"i ask.

"I'll never take another woman again"Ben says.

"Dad, you can't punish yourself, because of the past"Brandon says.

What happened was heartbreaking. When Brandon was only 2 years old. His mother 'Ophelia Rose' ran away and left Uncle Benjamin and Brandon for another man. Uncle Ben really loved her.He gave her everything, but it wasn't enough. She wrote a dreadful letter, saying that, she doesn't want to be a mother. That it felt like a trap to be a mother. She said that she love uncle Ben, but she loves her free life more. Yes, Brandons mother, regretted him. It's such a shame. If only she knew back then what a great man he would grow into,but she doesn't deserve him and ever since she has never tried to make contact with neither Uncle Ben or Brandon. She left them just like that. How can you leave a child you gave birth to. She has no heart.Those heartrending words broke any chance for a relationship for Brandon and his mother.I start tearing up, but quickly wipe it away.

"I'm not punishing myself, it's just that I can't"Ben says.

"You need to move on dad, that was 20 years ago, there are many woman out there and all of them won't turn out like her"Brandon exclaims. He never really cared about it though,but I know that deep inside he was hurting.

"It's ok Brandon, one of these days, your dad will find someone"i say expressing my opinion over the matter.

"Hey since we're all finished up here, we can go do something"i say looking at our empty plates.

"Yeah, like what"Brandon asks

"Bowlero"i says excitedly.

They immediately agreed and Brandon paid the bill then we made our way to the historical Bowlero.

Samuel's POV:

It's Afternoon and still nothing. No replies on my texts, no nothing. I kept calling too but she still didn't answer my phone.

With my leg juddering impatiently, I become more and more aggravated.

The doorbell rings, my head immediately jolts up with eyes wide open hoping it's Sabrina.

I head to the door.

"Where have you been, I've been calling and texting, since last night"i say while trying to stay calm.

"What's your problem"she says and brushes it off,walking past me into the house.

I close the door and follow behind her.

"Why are you acting like this"i ask.

"You could've at least start packing some of this shit out while I was gone"she says avoiding my question once more as if she didn't here me.

"Sabrina"i grab her wrist and turn her around facing me.

"I've been worried all day, you could've just told me where you were or picked up my calls, but you didn't and now you're coming in here asking me about boxes"i say

"Well I'm here now, so I don't get why you're making such a big deal of it"she says and walks away from me putting the bag on the couch and heading to the kitchen.

"What going on with you"i say, but still no answer. It's like I'm talking to a wall.

The doorbell rings shortly after,and I head to the the door. To see that it's
Jacob.

"Hey bro, nows not a good ti_"I'm cut off by Jacob walking past me, into my house.

"Is Sabrina here"he asks.

"Yeah, she's in the kitchen, why"

"Good"he says and I can tell that his bothered.

"What's going on"i ask,but before Jacob could answer Sabrina enters the room.

"What are you doing here"Sabrina asks Jacob.

"Really,you act like nothing ever happened"Brandon says and my thoughts are getting the best of me.

"Jacob get out, why can't you leave me alone"Sabrina says.

"Bro, I'm really sorry, but I have feelings for Sabrina, I love her, we've been seeing each other lately"I'm shocked by Brandons words. I look at Sabrina to find whether this is true or not.

"Sabrina, tell me he's just talking shit"my anger starts boiling up more as she stays silent.

"Sabrina answer me"

"I_Im sorry"she stutters. I close my eyes trying to calm myself down clenching my fist,trying to process what I've just heard.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean for this to happ_" I silence her.

"Not only did you cheat on me, but with my best friend"i look at Jacob in complete disgust.

"Get out"

"Both of you get out"i raise my voice and Sabrina tries to convince me to let her stay, but the sound of my heart breaking once again blocks out everything.

Both of them soon leaves. I slam the door close.

"Never come back"i shout in anger.

How could she do this to me, it's not like I wasn't trying. I was really trying to make her happy. By going to her favorite places. Oh no. That's why she always accused me of flirting with other woman, because she was the one cheating. She was never with her granny in New York and when we went to Charleston, that's why she was acting so strange. I really thought that. Damn. How could I have been so stupid. I really thought that she was the one. I really tried. I really tried but I couldn't. I know I can't. How can I.

"I can never forget you Tatum"I scream and my rage makes me throw the closest thing I could find against the wall.Breaking the glass jar into many pieces.

I can't forget.I can never forget you Tatum. I still love you and I always will.

Tatum's POV:

We came back home after dropping off Brandons dad at home, from an exhausted day of bowling.

"I'm beat"Brandon yawns,plunging himself onto the couch.

"Yeah me too"i say and lock the door, throwing my bag on the 2 seater couch,opposite Brandon.

"Hey come on, don't fall asleep on the couch, you know I can't carry you if you do"i say nudging him to get up and go to our bedroom.

"Ok ok, you have lessons tomorrow right, your tutor can come here and teach you"he says.

"Yeah,I'll let him know, but let's take a quick, relaxing shower and then head to bed"i say. We then do so and both of us fall asleep the moment our heads touched the pillows.

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