Okay guys, HI! I'm Sadie and I am totally obsessed with Casualty, and this is my first Fanfic so please review! Will update if I get 5 reviewers!
Beep beep, beep beep!
Tom reached out and hit his alarm clock so the beeping stopped. He stroked Sam's hair and kissed her forehead before getting up and changing into his scruffy jeans, and dirty white t-shirt. Sam still lay peacefully asleep in the king sized bed, so Tom went through to the kitchen to make him and Sam breakfast.
When Sam woke up, she could hear the sizzling noise of bacon and sausages in a frying pan. She heaved herself out of bed, and padded straight through the kitchen, not bothering to change out of her pyjamas. Her tired, hazy mind could only take in 3 things: the sweet smell of bacon, the soft music coming from the radio, and Tom's beautiful smile, glowing at her.
"Hello gorgeous. Sleep well? I suppose you must have after last night!"
"Ugh Tom what happened last night?!" Sam asked surprised, not remembering anything happening last night.
Tom explained how she had a wild night out at a nightclub, and that he had to call a cab because there was no way he was going to let her drive home. Sam was extremely surprised to hear all of this. She wasn't that type of girl. She wouldn't drink to the point, where she couldn't drive! And she didn't have any head ache or anything...
"Are you sure Tom? I mean that doesn' t sound like me!"
"Of course I'm sure! We live together for gods sake!" Tom was getting a bit bored of his joke. Maybe he would come clean?
Sam left the room and got dress, perplexed by the fact that Tom was convinced she had been out last night, especially as she knew she had work today, surely she wouldn't have drunk that heavily on a work night. Maybe her drink was spiked? Surely Tom wouldn't have come to a nightclub? Wait, if she was that drunk, had she gone off with someone in the club? Did she get carried away?
She stormed back into the kitchen, and demanded answers from Tom.
"I don't know if you did anything last night! I only came to the club when your friend Kristen called me and said you were drunk out of your mind! Happy? Can I go to work? I have an earlier shift than you. See you at work!" He kissed her on the lips and patted her shoulder. Sam stayed completely still, and just stared at her plate, which was piled high with a full english. She heard the front door shut. She suddenly leaped out of her chair, and went after Tom.
"Tom! TOM! Tom please wait!" Sam called out to her boyfriend, but Tom was already driving off in the car. She ran out onto the road and Tom slammed his foot on his brakes.
"SAM! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" He stuck in his out of his window, before he opened his door and got out.
"I'm sorry Tom, but I need to know! What club was I at, when, why, HOW?"
" SAM! DON'T YOU GET IT?! IT WAS ALL A JOKE! A SILLY JOKE THAT GOT OUT OF HAND! I'm sorry. I really am, I didn't mean for you to get so upset I just.. I don't know!"
Sam was stunned. She came off the road and stood on the pavement. Tom stayed rooted to the spot, in the middle of the road.
"Tom, I... TOM GET OFF THE ROAD!" Sam screamed as a car came hurtling round the corner, and slammed straight into Tom. He rolled onto the windscreen which smashed into tiny pieces, and he rolled back onto the ground. He didn't move or make any noise as Sam heard a deep crunching sound. He lay there. Not moving. Nothing.
Still.