Synopsis

"You know, you're lucky someone is even giving you the light of day considering your acting history, cat food girl." He snickered, shoving his hands deeper into his leather jacket. I felt the anger rise within me. Who did he think he was?

"I'm Sam, and I would really appreciate it if you stayed as far away from me as possible. And if I remember correctly, you ran into to me, jerkface." I snapped. He glared at me with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Well Susie, I honestly could care less about what you would apreciate. And considering that I have a guaranteed role, I suggest you start enjoying my company." He winked at me, and I considered lunging at him.

"It's Sam." I bit back. He sighed and put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. I tried to rip his arm off of my shoulder, but he was too strong.

"You're going to be seeing a whole lot more of me."

WARNING: This story depicts violence and alcohol use.