|Chapter 22|Haunted|

                                    

                                          
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Sam's POV
                          
I wake up to the sounds of my aunt in the kitchen. I peaked over the couch and watched her as she made herself cereal. My aunts whole thing with food is that she makes dinner, other than that you're on your own. 
                          
I sit and wonder if I should get up and eat.  Trying to fight with myself.  The argument is interrupt by Taylor,  now my morning is bad.  I have decided it.
                          
She looks over at me and I roll my eyes standing up. I walk past her not giving her an ounce of my attention. I pull a bowl out and grab some grape nuts and I pour half n half on it.
                          
Taylor walks up behind me, she obviously feels uncomfortable here. Good. "Uh sam" she said.  I slam the carton down and glare at her. "What" I hiss acknowledging her.
                          
I'm normally grumpy in the mornings but it's amplified right now. "Where's the cereal?" She asked my with a small smile, bitch. 
                          
I watch her eyes as I open the cubord infront of me and put the cereal away. I shut the door and walk away not bother to say anything else.
                          
I sit down across from my aunt and start to crunch on my nuts. My aunt is staring at me, bitch.
                          
Taylor sits next to me and I start eating faster.  They both look at me confused. My aunt touches my hand that is holding the bowl like it's my last meal. "BITCH" 
                          
I stop and drop the spoon covering my mouth.  I look at my aunt then Taylor. They looked at me shocked and confused. I could feel my neck heating up.
                          
I left the table walking away quickly to the bathroom. I lean against the wall shocked at myself. I can't believe I just ....
                          
I take a couple minutes to calm down before I leave the bathroom.  I carefully make my way back to them, I feel like a deer in headlights.
                          
The floor creaks as I enter the room and they both stare at me. I bite my lip not feeling as bold as I was before.
                          
"I a.." I started just staring at the ground. My aunts chair scratches against the hardwood as she stands up. She walks up to me with a serious look.  I feel like disappearing right now.
                          
"Let's talk" she said. It wasn't very loud so I'm not sure if Taylor heard her. We step into the hall and I start playing with my sleeves.
                          
I look up at her looking at her eyes.  She was looking at me with a  look of concentration. 
                          
"Are you ok?" She asked quietly, I was shocked that she didn't yell or something. I look away from her and bite my lip. I haven't told her anything really other than I broke up with somebody.
                          
"Nothing" I say quietly trying to sound convincing. I could feel the eyes of disproval burning through me. She was having a stare down with the top of my head, I think she was winning.
                          
"OK, if you need to talk just tell me" she said sounding not convinced. We walk back out to see Taylor on her phone. 
                          
She looks up and smiles at us, locking eyes with me. I look away not giving her any attention.  I wish she would just leave.
                          
"Alright so I was wanting to go get my Christmas decorations from the storage.  Would you mind helping Sam?" She said as she put shoes on and grabbed a jacket. "Yeah sure"