In the large restaurant couples smiled and clinked glasses as conversation flowed like the wine being served liberally. Everyone at the front of the restaurant was enjoying themselves as laughter filled the air. The front of the eatery was open; the light pouring in from the large bay windows, while in the back was darker, the darkness only broken by the small white candles encased in clear candle holders as couples leaned close to whisper in each other's ears.
There was one couple in particular that stood out, the raven haired beauty not dressed like the other females that filled the fancy establishment. No, this woman wore her hair long, the locks straight as they fell past her shoulder blades, her makeup dark with light touches of green on her eyes while her lips were a light lavender tint. She didn't smile as she messed with the short black dress she wore, the hem just hitting her knees when she stood, but not quite there with her sitting in the French looking cherry wood chair. She still wore her combat boots, which of course made her escort a little upset. He claimed that they were unbecoming of a woman of her stature, but his pleas fell on deaf ears as she refused to abandon them.
Sam was at a really nice dinner with her current beau, Infinity, a dark haired boy with Cyan tinted eyes who had been sitting across from her for the last few minutes talking about their plans for the future. Sam was getting married to this man, her dream love a thing of the past now that she had realized fairytales never came true for her. It had been that way her whole life, one disappointment after the next. She had had one jewel, on reason for her happiness and even that one thing had dulled for her.
"We should do something grand," her fiancé stated as he laid the elegant menu down on the white lace table cloth. Sam nodded as she fingered the edge of the red paged menu, her mind distracted. "Sam," he called out softly trying to draw her back into reality.
"That sounds fine," she said offhandedly as the waiter appeared beside them, his blond hair slicked back as if he had over greased it. His brown eyes appeared unemotional as he inquired as to what they wanted that afternoon. His clothing was elegant enough, far too elegant for the male himself who looked like he fit here as well as she did.
Sam gave her order as Infinity shook his head before giving the waiting male his meal. After the waiter had gone Sam found her amethyst gaze looking at her displeased partner. "What?" she inquired with a frown, her slender black brows drawing close. She knew what he was going to say as he always had some complaint about what she did. Her attire offended him, her eating habits worried him and let's not point out that like her mother he disapproved of her friends.
"You need to eat meat sometimes," he stated with a frown. The Goth girl shook her head.
"Idon't have to do anything that Idon't want to do," she whispered keeping her cool, her tone bordering on irritation as he shook his head. "Youcan leave if that bothers you." She had chosen the male out all the men her mother had paraded before her on her twenty-first birthday after much deliberation. He had just seemed like the right one with the way he had talked to her and how he had treated her. She knew that they only wanted to marry her for her money and not for her, but this one had been the one to her liking.
If she had to give up on her dreams then she at least wanted the appearance of her dream. His name had made her choose him too because something about it seemed to draw her to him when the others hadn't. There had been one male in her life that she had truly wanted to be hers but that male had rejected her on their eighteenth birthday when she had made her move after all the years of watching and waiting for the right moment to take a chance. She felt her heart shudder at the thought of that day, but with a shake of her head she hardened her heart again.Hewas the past and that was where he needed to stay. After him she had dated relentlessly in hopes of finding a new love who would give her what she had felt was missing after that encounter, but no one could give her what she had wanted.
Danny Fenton. He was the one that she had wanted so when she hit twenty-one her mother had pulled out the form that she had been given when she hit fourteen after the whole Freakshow incident. It was something she had had to sign to be able to stay around Danny. He didn't know about it, no one did, not even her grandmother. The dress had been part of the stipulation of said agreement. It stated that when she hit her twenty first birthday, if she wasn't engaged, that her mother would pick out her husband. Sam had cringed at it when she had first seen it, but figuring that she could get out of it by being with someone before that time she had forgotten it.
Now she was here with the man who would wed her, the man she would have babies with…. The man that she would grow old with. Tears almost welled up, but at that moment someone called out her name and she was forced back to the present again.
"Sam! I thought that was you," a male voice said as Sam looked up to see Tucker Foley, her former friend. She forced a smile onto her face as Valerie appeared at his side, both of them impeccably dressed. Tucker wore a black suit while Valerie wore a form fitting red gown, the hem hitting the floor when she stood still. "I can't believe that I would find you in a place like this after all the talk about money and whatnot." The Goth's lip twitched as she tried to restrain herself. "You always did stand out."
"No, I didn't," the raven haired girl said, her voice husky with emotion before grabbing her flute of champagne, her fingers needing something in them before she hurt someone.
"Sam, you were something else." Sam growled low as she sat there, the glass emptied in one fell swoop while her fiancé looking rather perplexed at what was transpiring before him. "So, who is this with you?" Infinity stood up, his posture stiff as he held out his hand for introductions.
"My name is Infinity Apparition. I am Samantha's fiancé." The pair standing before the table looked at her in shock. They hadn't seen her in a long while so the shock of seeing her coupled with the fact that the man with her was her soon-to-be husband was an even bigger shock. They had never thought she would take up with someone from the crowd that her family ran with. She had always said that money wasn't everything and that the people who had money were only looking for more so why marry someone who wasn't in it for the love.
"Yeah, shocking, huh? Good. I hope that the snobby rich bitch shocked the shit out of you," she spat as she rose from her chair, Tucker standing at least a foot taller than her. Around them the conversation had stopped and people were watching them with baited breath as the Goth stared the dark skinned male down.
"What are you talking about?" Tucker inquired as Valerie nodded confusion shimmering in her eyes. "Why would you say that?" Sam's chin quivered as she slammed her empty glass on the table, the fragile container breaking in her grasp, but she didn't even flinch as her hand tightened around it. Some of the shards landed between her and the glass stem and as she tightened her grip they cut into her hand. Blood leaked onto her pale skin as her hand turned white from the tight hold she had on the stem.
"I heard you talking to Danny and I also heard what you said about me," the Goth stated, her tone cold making the pair shiver. Neither had ever really heard the tone that she was using right now. "Did you know what really happened?" Tucker just stood there in shock as he watched the raven haired woman grow even more upset without losing her cool though. "I tried to make my move on him and he rejected me!" Her voice was beginning to rise and Infinity was looking rather worried as he moved toward his fiancée, his eyes darting around at all the attention they were gathering.
"Samantha, I thi-" Her hand flew up to silence him without taking her cold gaze off the pair before her.
"No, Infinity, I don't think you know what is going on here." She glared at the pair before her. "This boy told the guy that I cared for, no that's too light a word, the guy I loved that I was acting like a snobby rich bitch by ignoring him for no reason. I left him so that I could lick my wounds in private, but now I see what you think of me and although I could care less about what you think I knew by his silence that he felt the same!" Throwing the remaining pieces of the glass on the floor the Goth girl stomped off as Infinity followed close behind her. Little did they know that someone from the media was there filming it on their phone, a large smirk on his face as he watched the drama unfold.