I was sitting on the porch swing by the dock when I heard Samuel walking down here, looking for a place to blow his cigarette.

"Hey" He said.

"You know moms gonna flip if she finds out you're smoking again." I said lively.

He laughed and lit his cigarette.

"Well you know, Shawn's gonna be up all night drinking and listening to music in the guest house. Where you staying?"

"Not sure" He says fidgeting with the lighter in his pocket and smirking under his breathe.

"How long you plan on staying?" I ask more.

"Well that's the thing, I'm not leaving till Shawn sobers up." He says looking up at the house.

"Really?" I say surprised, but excited.

"Yeah I want to help him," he says, "I mean I've known him since we we're kindergarteners and we've been best friends for a long time. It just hurts me just to see him like this. Even if I haven't seen him in a while." He says looking down.

"I know that's how all of us feel. Dad's tore up about it. His second son being drunk day and night. And to add on to that, his other son is deadly addicted to drugs, and he's worried-were all worried..." I say getting upset, "Just the thought of Shawn doing that-"

Sam interrupted me and placed his hand on my should, "it's going to be okay" He said and pulled me into a hug.

Mom calls for dinner and we started to walk back. "Me and dad are going out, we'll be back in a few. And there's dinner in the Microwave"

Shawn was still in the guest house probably asleep with a beer in his hand. It was just me and Samuel in the house.

I sat in the living room eating moms food. Samuel sat on the couch opposite of mine with a plate of food. I turned down the tv and Samuel started to tell me about what he was doing before he came here. His job, his family, everything. We ended up having a deep conversation.

"Yeah me and Sydney dated for a long time. Then she cheated on me with Zack and I got depressed. But not like Shaw and his break up, I just knew that life had to go on." He says getting frustrated, "I thought she was the one you know, but now I know I was being young, dumb and naive."

I always thought Samuel was this tough, rough hearted guy. I though he was someone who went out with a girl every night. Turns out, he's just this sweet, young guy that's been hurt.

"You know, I was in a relationship before I moved here. We broke up, but I wasn't all that upset. I guess I never really cared about that relation ship. I guess I was never in a real relationship" I said to him.

"So your a virgin?" He asks, and I chuckle and hit him with one of the couch pillows.

"Maybe.." I Respond.

"Well good because your only 16 and nobody should be messing with you." When Samuel said that, i really felt like he cared. Like when I was a kid and i fell of my bike, he helped me up. Except this time, It felt different. Like he felt something

"It's whatever. It's just that, Gary, my ex, never wanted to have anything, physical, he never wanted to get intimate with me, and we dated for over 9 months. I guess he just didn't think I was good enough, or thought I was ugly, or something... " I say looking down at my hands.

"No Sarah, don't say that. You're not. He clearly didn't know what he had." Samuel says in a deep, masculine voice that looped in my thoughts. He placed his left hand on bottom of my chin and we were both leaned in, and kissing.