Sam's POV
I walked down the hallway, heading towards the stairs that will lead me to the third floor. To her room.
I want to tell her. I need to tell her that I'm leaving, and I have no plans of coming back. I'm not standing in the way. I'm too much of a distraction know. I knew I shouldn't have done that.
Cody walks down the stairs in front of me. Something crosses his face when he sees me, and I can't put my finger on exactly what it is. I don't have too long to dwell on it though, before I'm slammed in to the wall, his arm at my neck. I don't fight back.
He's got a bag slung across his shoulder and a set of keys in his hand. He's leaving. Where's he going?
He notices me eyeing the bag and the keys. "Look," He starts, his voice stern. "I know about the kiss."
I don't say anything.
