SECRETLY A BILLIONAIRE CRUSH

10 years ago...... I sat down by the stream side and started thinking of one thousand ways to die. I remember the fruit knife I slipped in my pocket while sneaking out from the house and placed on my wrist . “No one will miss me when am gone” I thought aloud to my self. “No what about your mother a tiny voice in my head said. “Yes my mother is still alive” I replied the tiny voice. The news of my death will definitely lead her to her grave. She is too emotional to bear the grief of two deaths. Hey what are you doing?. I was startled when I heard another voice that was obviously too loud to come from my head .I quickly turned and hid the fruit knife I wanted to use to s***h my wrist, and made a run to the bush nearby. I stopped when I have covered a reasonable distance and looked back over my shoulder to see if I was been followed by the person that called out earlier but I didn’t see anything. “Phew that was so close” I said while turning. But the shock I got when I turned nearly sent my poor soul to heaven. “Ahhhhh” I shrieked and tried to head butt the person that scared the hell out of me. “Awwww” I yelled when I felt my head hitting a rock like chest. I looked up to see what hit me instead of the other way at round only to see a blue eyed guy smiling sheepishly. “Who are are you” I asked in a slightly hoarse Voice while rubbing the invisible bump on my head. “Your faraway neighbor” the blue eyed casually introduced himself with hand In his pocket. “ ok... so why are you here? I asked him. “ I was just passing by trying my to get some fresh air and saw you trying to end your life with that poor knife beside that innocent and beautiful refreshing stream. “Uhh” I was shocked because I thought I was very careful and discreet when I hid the knife in my pocket. “Don’t worry your secret is safe with me” he said while placing a hand on his chest. “ I wasn’t going to do anything, I was just bored and was toying with the knife and there’s no secret for you to keep for me so scram”. I hissed at him while trying to put a very angry face to make my words believable. Already pissed off that he interrupted my peaceful moment. “Oh really? He asked with a raised brow. “Yes” He came over and sat on the grass and patted the side beside him for me to sit. I looked up at him to see if he had grown two heads or probably an extra colored eyes. “Can you please come over a bit? He pleaded. “Why should I sit with you like we are some sort of besties? “ I just want to spend some time with you.” “No!. I replied him. “Please” he said while giving that stinking puppy face. I went and reluctantly sat beside him. After sitting there for a while without saying anything. I decided to break the thick silence. “ Umm so”. “What’s your name? He cut in. “Why? I asked him. “Please can you tell me your name?”. “Samatha” I begrudgingly told him after a few moments of seconds. “Sam? “Uh? “ can I call you Sam? “No” I replied firmly. “Why can’t I call you Sam? “ it’s because you’re a stranger and you can’t go around giving nicknames.i told him