Sam ripped himself from the wonderful nightmare, Bills lips had been so intoxicating, so inviting, so disgusting. "What the fuck…" He cursed at himself. Thoughts raced within his mind rapidly. Sam by no means was gay, but this sudden attraction to the very man who had blown Sam's chances with Sookie was bothersome.
He fought the urge to fall into sleep once more to be violated with the lustful thinkings, that of Bill Compton. He flipped on the small satellite television with which held terrible reception and no cable whatsoever. He was stuck watching a Spanish soap opera, not exactly his ideal Friday night but it had to be better than wet dreams about an undead being.
Sam flipped off the TV, despite his efforts to stay awake his eyes were heavy and his body exhausted. The weeks previous events had worn him out completely and at this point he felt a few uncomfortable dreams worth the rest. Besides, forcing him self to stay awake left him alone with his thoughts, and left him to himself to ponder WHY he had dreamt of such atrocities in the first place. He shook off the thoughts as he closed his eyes and let himself fall back into a brilliant slumber.
He was shaken awake violently by the sudden high pitched shriek coming from outside his motel room. Sam ignored it at first, based on the list of endless possibilities of what it could be out here at this old motel. Teenagers? Lovers a room over? An animal in the wilderness? He knew not to things seriously at a first glance, but basing on recent more "supernatural" events, Sam wasn't even sure of this simple fact anymore. Everything had changed so fast, he felt it was all due to the arrival of Bill Compton to Bon Tont, but Sam was well aware he could only blame his own misfortunes on Vampires for so long. He was beginning to realize all of these things happening would have more than likely have happened eventually, and that they had happened at the time they did with the people surrounding him at which time could have very well been the blessing that saved his life and many other lives as well.
Again he was shaken by the shriek of someone who sounded genuinely fearful. This time he took the sound seriously, he stood up and cautiously approached his motel door and made his way out into the dark ominous night. He glanced around him, he surveyed his surroundings carefully as he walked to the edge of the parking lot and was at the edge of the forestry surrounding the secluded motel.
Sam closed his eyes and listened carefully, tensing up as the painful scream entered his ear drum again, vibrating through his brain and throbbing muscles as he shifted into his normal animal a brown and white collie dog. He sprinted through the wooded area, letting his canine nose guide the way and his coherent sense of hearing lead him to whom ever was in distress.
"Help me!...Please somebody help me…" Somebody was sobbing, Sam picked up his pace, hoping to God what he found within the next few moments was not another supernatural surprise or cruel illusion of the night. He had, had more than his fair share of surprises.
He bounded over roots of enormous trees and through thorned bushes, until he had reached his destination. In the middle of this wooded area was a clearing with grass as high as ones knees about. In the very middle of which clearing was a girl, her dark curls draped over her shoulders and down her back, her head was bowed as she sobbed uncontrollably. Blood was splattered across her peach formal dress. Sam analyzed the gory scene before him. Her leg had been caught in a bear trap, and was probably in the slow agonizing process of breaking her tibia bone and fibula bone if it had not snapped the two already. Sam cringed as the strange girl let out small whimpers of what he could only imagine was deafening pain. Sam quickly shifted back to normal behind a tree and stayed crouched. "Well a naked man should be the least of this girls nights events…" he thought to himself as he made his way through the grassy clearing.
"Uhm hi there…" Sam said quietly. The girl looked up swiftly and looked Sam over Skeptically, she quickly took in the obvious fact that Sam was nude. "What the fuck do you want? You're one of THEM aren't you? Get away now…" She screamed at Sam making a point to emphasize the word them. "No…Calm down, I can understand how this may look but I'm here to help you I…promise…" He assured her in a soothing and understanding voice. She gave him a pleading look, searching for the truth in his words and hoping desperately what he spoke was true. "Can I come over there and get that thing off you're leg?" He asked slowly approaching her. She nodded cautiously moving back a bit revealing the Gash around the bear traps teethe. He kneeled down beside the scared girl. "They..They..they just chased me…" she cried letting dirty tears wash down her cheeks. "Shhh, you can explain everything when we're safe and out of here alright?.." he quietly reassured her as he placed a comforting hand on the side of her cheek which was bruised and sticky from tears and dirt.
He carefully removed the bear trap, letting out a sigh of relief when he realized her leg was to his astonishment not broken, just very much cut up. Worst case scenario, she would have to get a blood transfusion at the hospital due to blood loss. The girl looked at him with a look of relief and ease and gave a content smile. "I'm Mika. Thank you for getting this thing off me, but…" she looked around as her smile faded and terror raced back to her face in return. "But what?" Sam asked looking in her swollen eyes for any answers possible. "But…but can we just hurry and get out of here before them boys show back up… this is their idea of fun…" she stuttered as she fought back an angry sob. Sam silently was relieved that these "boys" sounded more human than vampiric, but in any case Mika was right he should get her back to safety and to a hospital as soon as possible.
Any relief that Sam had felt previously was suddenly wiped away for once he had arrived back to his motel. "No… I won't go to the hospital." She stated defiantly. "You've lost A LOT of blood, you need to at least go chacked out, are you scared of doctors r something?.." He questioned in a frustrated tone. "No, I most certainly am NOT afraid of doctors. Especially after the night I've had. I won't be scared of a damn thing after what I've been through.." she enveloped her voice in self pity as she spoke to Sam. He rolled his eyes. "Well theres a shower right through that door… at least go clean yourself up so it don't get infected, there should be a few of my shirts in there to if you want to put one of them on." He stated blandly. Mika smiled. "Thank you…" she paused as if waiting for a response. "Oh, my names Sam." He answered with a smile.
Mika showered slowly, letting the hot water run over her shoulders and down her body over the wound. She closed her eyes, reliving this nights awful memory. The boys who offered her a ride had seemed so innocently kind before, but once they had got her into their van, she knew she should have went with her gut feeling. Her instincts were usually right. Maybe she should have followed that instinct of going back to her home and begging her daddy to let her come home despite his finding out about her "V" trip. "It was one time daddy, I just wanted to see what would happen…I know there's no excuse for it but you know damn well I don't do drugs. I just wanted to see what all this fuss over the miracle drug was about daddy…Please…" She had pleaded. "No, you ungrateful little brat, you have the devils blood in you now! I want you out of my Goddamn house!" He had screamed. Her friend Amelia had heard everything from the front lawn and was not surprised when Mika had slammed out of her home in an angry rage. "Lets Get out of this Goddamn town Amelia, and never come back!" Mika had thought it to be such a good idea at the time. But her little adventure of hitchhiking out of the town of Bo Mont had left her best friend Amelia dead, murdered and Mika bloody and alone with some strange man who walked around in the middle of nowhere naked.
"Fuck!" She screamed furiously as she pounded her fist against the tile wall as the water cooled off quickly. Sam walked in quick on his toes throwing the bathroom door open. "What? You alright?" he asked concerned. Mika curled up on the shower floor as she turned the faucet off. "After a night like this, I just wanted a hot shower for more than two minutes." She said as tears welled in her hazel eyes. Her choclate brown hair was soggy against her pale collarbone.
"Come on…" Sam said clearly annoyed as he threw the shower curtain open. "You're an adult, now start acting like one. I understand you're scared and upset, but there ain't no sense in crying on a shower floor." He raised his voice as he spoke to her. "Hey….Close the curtain!" She shrieked. "I promise you ain't got nothing I haven't seen before." He mocked as he closed the curtain. "You know mister, even if I WERE an adult, it ain't fair of you to talk to me like that. You're not my daddy." She stated as she yanked the towel off the rack and rapped it around her cold body. "What? How old are you?.." He asked suddenly feeling ashamed for how he had just spoke to her. "I'll be eighteen in a month an a half. My birthday is July 4th" Mika smiled at this, as if feeling that much more special being born on the holiday of "fire works". Sam smiled "Well sorry for talking to you that way, I know all about being overwhelmed, I do." He said. She nodded and looked down and flushed a deep shade of red. "Did…Did you see me naked?..." He smirked. "No ma'am I did not." She smiled sheepishly at him.