If your worried at the end of this don't be. This is completely Lumi and will have a happy ending. Also, I wasn't sure what the rating should be, but I will warn you. There are mentions of suicide in this fic, but no actual suicide. If it bothers you than you've been warned. Hopefully you'll enjoy.
Sami stretched lazily in the warm water. The air was filled with the jasmine scent of her bath oils, and her Josh Kelley CD was playing in the background. To an outside observer it was a tranquil scene, just a woman relaxing in the bath. They couldn't see the turmoil in her mind, but if you looked closely you could see the pain in her eyes. Unspeakable pain.
She had actually considered it. After Belle had left from their little pity party she wanted to finish off the rest of that coffee ice cream. Letting the sweet, tangy mixture soothe her heartache for a little while. Then, so she wouldn't have to worry about eating a whole pint of ice cream, she'd go into the bathroom and get rid of it. It would be simple. Fortunately, common sense came back in the nick of time, no relapse had occurred. She hadn't made herself sick since she was 15 and was not about to open that can of worms again.
Damn it, this bath was supposed to help her relax, but for some odd reason she had to keep thinking. Her mind just wouldn't leave her alone. Lucas was probably off fucking that little whore right now. He didn't care anymore. For all the times he promised that he was there, that she "still had him", he sure moved on pretty quickly.
And this time it hurt more. This time, instead of the usual heartbreak Sami felt when a guy left her, it felt as though he had ripped out her heart and force-fed her the still pulsating organ. He had taken her whole heart, and no matter what she could never get it all back. Lucas had been different. She didn't have to scheme to get him, he had actually wanted to be with her.
She had no one now. Lucas didn't care anymore, and her aunts and uncles only acknowledged her when she did something wrong. Her parents were dead. Uncle Abe was dead. She didn't even have Jack anymore; he used to be a really good friend. Of course once he got Jen back Sami wasn't needed anymore. Sure, Belle came by every once in awhile, but she didn't have any delusions. She was just a spare. When her little sister had nothing better to do she'd come visit poor pathetic Sami. Carrie still hated her from the whole Austin debacle, which was stupid because she didn't give a crap about Austin anymore. Rex and Brady weren't even worth mentioning, they barely ever said more than two words to her. And Eric... well Eric was thousands of miles away. He couldn't even be bothered to come to his parents' funerals. John didn't want her anymore; he hadn't for a long time. There was nothing left.
She could just slip under the water and float away. There'd be no more pain and her heart wouldn't hurt so much. She could just die, peacefully. It's not like anyone would mourn her death. Slowly her body began to drop into the water, the warm liquid smoothed over her skin.
Just as her head was about to slip under a picture came up in her mind. Will was a toddler splashing and laughing in a bubble bath. He had been the cutest baby, so much like Lucas, though they hadn't known he was Will's father. No, she couldn't do this; her son needed her too much. He'd be heart-broken.
She began to sit upright again, when a pair of perfectly manicured hands came to rest on her shoulders. With an amazingly strong grip the intruder roughly forced her under the surface. Sami struggled desperately to break through to air, fighting to stay alive. Finally, her lungs began to ache for oxygen and everything turned black.