Sam woke up in what looks like the inside of a barn, her head hurting like someone had thrown a brick at her.
As she tried sitting up, the handcuffs that are holding her feet and hands together rattled, causing birds that are nesting on the wood planks above her fly away.
She saw the blood that covered half of her body. But it's not her blood. It is the blood of her best friend. The crazy family had made Sam kill her best friend. It was so grotesque at the way Sam had to kill her.
If Sam didn't kill her, the crazy people would kill Sam. She had no choice. She wanted to live so bad that she killed one of the few people that actually cared about her.
Sam tried standing up, but as soon as she got up she fell right back over. The cuffs on her feet are small, so there is barely any chain between her feet so she can't walk.
As Sam struggled to get back on her feet, the barn door opened, a big shadow in the form of a human in the doorway.
Sam saw the outline of a chainsaw that he is holding. It must be Thomas. Well, that's what they call him. Or leatherface. The mask that he wears really explains why that is his nickname.
The closer he got, the more her heart sped up.
Sam can see his filthy apron that he wears flowing back and forth as he walks. But as he started getting closer to her, he set his chainsaw down, putting his hands up. He wants Sam to know that he doesn't mean any harm.
Sam's breathing slowed down just a little as she watched Thomas start to take off his apron, throwing it across the barn.
Sam knew what is going to happen. She has never had a boyfriend before, and she's already 19. She's never been kissed either, so this is all new to her.
As Thomas came up to her, he picked her up bridal style, carrying her over to a stack of hay. Sam layed on her back, her whole body shivering. Thomas also looks a little confused, like he doesn't know where to start.
Sam knows that if she wants to live, she will have to do what Thomas wants her to do.
As Thomas touched her leg, he realized that he can't take off her pants with the foot cuffs on. He quickly looked around his pockets, taking out an old-fashioned key. As the cuffs slid off, Sam felt a shiver go through her spine.
She knows what's going to happen for sure now. Thomas took off her jeans and crawled on top of her. Slowly he placed his slightly chapped lips onto Sam's soft lips, the feeling of their lips touching causing both of them to let out a little shiver. Neither of them had experienced anything like this before.
Slowly the kiss grew, both of them learning how to move their lips. No matter how much Sam told herself not to enjoy this, she couldn't help it. She likes this.
Sam wanted to be able to wrap her arms around Thomas, but her handcuffs are still on. So instead she wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing their 'danger zones' closer together.
As the kiss started heating up even more, Thomas started to take his clothes off. His pants had come off as well as his boxers. Before Sam could get a glimpse at him, he crawled right back on top of Sam, but not before taking off her underwear.
The feeling of their private areas touching each others made them want each other even more. When their tongues started touching as they kissed, Sam felt Thomas starting to get hard.
"Oh Thomas" Sam moaned. That told Thomas that she wanted him, so he stuck his member into her, bringing it in and out of her, making both of them pant and moan.
Sam bucked her hips, making Thomas go in even deeper. Sure at first it had hurt Sam, but the pleasure took over the pain.
Their moaning became louder as the soon reached their climax, Thomas collapsing over Sam.
"I never thought I would ever lose my virginity and have my first kiss from a crazy killer who is apparently good in bed."