All Chapters of Bad Boy Next To Me (COMPLETED): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

****Samantha's POV I sat on the couch with Kiefer, leaning against him with his arm around me. We decided to watch takers before we were interrupted by Blake. As much as I would have love to watch Chris Brown, I couldn't stop thinking about Blake. After everything he said, why would he come to my house and try to talk to me. He said it was important and it must be for him to come to my house after making it clear that he never wanted to see me again. As important as I thought it was I don't care, after everything he said to me I didn't want to ever have to talk to him again.  "Are you seriously thinking about that douche?" Kiefer asked, breaking me from my train of thoughts. "No," I lied. 

****Samantha's POV I got up early to go for a run; I just need a chance to think. This whole week was horrible. Blake didn't bother me anymore, but I would always find him lurking around me. Kiefer is acting weird too, never really leaving me alone. For some strange reason I always felt like I was being followed. I didn't know what was going on anymore. I needed to get away, so go for a run was the only way I knew how. I had my iPod, and blasted the music throw my earphones drowning out everything around me. I ran and ran; I didn't even know where I was going. It was wh

****Samantha's POV I woke up to see that it was 4:30 am. The day's events starting rushing back into my head. I couldn't believe that it was actually happening. That some gang leader is trying to steal me, like this is supposed to happen only in movies. Usually in the movies, the good guys are supposed to win. The guy saves the girl and they fall in love. But this wasn't the movies, and to be honest I didn't really know who the good guys were. You would think that the good guys were Blake and his siblings because they offer to help. But how good could they be if they're being chased by a gang leader. And as for the whole falling inlove scene, that's not happening with me. One, I don't believe in love and two, the one time I remotely got close to someone, I have to worry about getting killed by gangste

****Blake's POV I was laying down in my bed thinking about Samantha when I saw that she was awake. I saw her yawn, check the clock, and run her fingers through her hair, she looked beautiful. I knew we had to talk so I texted her. I couldn't help but flirt with her even though I know she wouldn't appreciate it. The whole drive to the diner was silent. I knew she was mad; she has a lot of reason to be mad.  I kept repeating all the things I was going to say to her in my head. I wasn't good at expressing my feelings; I never really had to before. Just thinking about what she was going to say makes me nervous. Nervousness, another feeling that I haven't felt in a while. The last time I remembered feeling anything else but anger was when my p

****Blake's POV Seeing her face puzzled and shocked was priceless. When Alexa told Samantha that we were going to be watching her in order to protect her, she really didn't go into details. So she had no idea that it included while she slept.  Being the fine gentlemen I was, I told my siblings I would take the first night of watching. Of course my siblings meant watch her from a distance but I feel the closer I am to her, the safer she is. Even though I'm pretty sure Samantha won't be too happy about that. I could tell earlier that her plan was to avoid me. It wasn't a good plan, because avoiding me specially now was impossible. And I

 ****Samantha's POV I barely slept that night. I kept repeating the words over and over in  my head.  "You're so stupid Samantha, I would never hurt someone I love! "  Someone I love.  Love.  I couldn't begin to wrap my mind around the concept.  Before I knew it light began to pour through the blinds of the living room Window.  As soon as I heard the lock on the front door begin to jiggle I snapped my eyes shut knowing that Kiesha would have a lot of questions for me. 

****Blake's POV After Samantha left her room in a hurry my thoughts were scattered all over the place. I kept thinking about what I said, her reaction, the drawings in her book and so much more.  Those vivid sketches of a car left me with a lot of questions, it seems like Samantha had her own secrets that she was keeping. I guess I would stay in her room alone. Laying on her bed her scent surrounding me had me calm and at ease, even though I had many reasons to be a nervous wreck. Samantha had to come up some time and then we were going to talk. Me and this 'talking' thing needs to end, I'm starting to sound like a chick.  When I opened my eyes the sun was pouring through the

****Blake's POV She was lying I just knew it. I knew she felt something for me but the fact that she kept denying it was making me furious.  I had to keep reminding myself that she was lying.  But I just couldn't take it anymore, all I wanted to do was to be with her and I couldn't understand why it's so hard.  Getting girls has always been easy for me, until now. I should have known that this wasn't going to be easy. Nothing with Kylie has been easy. She even told me when I met her that she didn't believe in love, I was just hoping that maybe I changed her mind.  I knew she cared about me, and maybe if she stopped lighting it she would realize that she might actual

****Samantha's POV Blake hasn't been in school this whole week; I was starting to get worried.  I finally decided how I actually felt about him and now I can‘t even tell him because I don't know where the hell he is.  "Hello? Earth to Samantha?" Adam said as he waved his hands in front of my face.  "I thought you were done with the whole zoning out and ignoring the world phase?" Adam asked.  "I am." I answered as I opened the door to my locker.  “Then what was I saying?" Adam asked as he crossed his arms and looked at me impatiently.  

****Blake's POV I couldn't believe that I actually ruined my chance of being with the person I love.  I honestly had the worst luck.  I sat on the floor of the kitchen, leaning against the wall with my head in my hands  I ignored the fact that my brother was standing right there. Usually I wouldn't let myself break down in front of him but I just couldn't take it.  What was I supposed to do? How was I going to fix this? Would I be able to fix this?  I didn't even realize there was another person in the room until I heard Alexa speak.  "What's up with him?" Alexa asked Alex.