Hello again! I wrote another of chapter for this after many requests. I'm not sure whether to finish it here or turn it into a proper story, please review or PM me with any ideas. I also want to tell you that I have been making a Sam and Tom video (I can't stand the name Tam) that I will put in about an hour up on youtube on my channel which is called ddvvddee. Please review. :-)
I put down my phone, surprised Sam even rang me. My heart tells me I should go she her but part of my brain says it's a bad idea and she'll just hurt me again. I decide to go with my heart and so I get out of my comfy armchair, pat Dervla on the head and make my way to the old Land rover Sam used to love and make fun of at the same time.
After an hour of driving I find myself outside of Sam's house. It hasn't changed at all. She still has a few of her favourite flowers; geraniums in a basket hanging outside of her door and she still hasn't straightened the wonky 33 that hangs on her door. I knock politely, suddenly feeling very out of place. She opens the door a few seconds later looking a complete and utter mess. She has mascara and tear stains on her cheeks and her eyes are all red and puffy. She is wearing her usual mix of a loose blouse over skinny jeans and still manages to look beautiful even in the state she's in. Sam doesn't say anything; she just looks at me with her beautifully expressive bluey-grey eyes with an expression on hurt and pain. I follow her into her house and as soon as the door is shut she wraps her arms around me. I'm slightly surprised and just stand there but as soon as she starts sobbing my heart softens and I wrap my arms around her in a tight embrace. She snuffles into my chest and I manage to catch something about Tom hitting her and how she is so annoyed at herself for letting this happen. My muscles tense up as I hear Tom's name as I still haven't forgiven him for stealing Sam away from me. And when I hear that he has hit Sam, I feel like I could murder him. But I try to keep myself calm for Sam's sake because I don't want to make anything worse. After what feels like a lifetime of just standing there with her sobbing against my chest, her sobbing subsides. She raises her face slowly and I use my finger to wipe away her tears. My stops as her gorgeous eyes look into mine and hear her quietly whisper, "I should never have left you…"
