Here is chapter two... enjoy!
Sam's POV
Walking towards the ED doors, I stop and admire the sunrise before me. The air was so bitterly brisk, but calm and relaxing. I smile, a sense of optimism warms me, in thought, today was going to be different.
As I continue to walk, I am immediately stopped. Stopped in an essence so quickly, it was hard to recall whether I actually began walking again. I stare. Tom and Fletch were helping Jeff and Dixie get a woman out of the ambulance. She was in a wheelchair, badly cut her arm from what I can see. She has delicately brown curly hair which reaches her shoulders, and an elusive smile. When Tom has instructed Jeff and Dixie to lead her into the hospital, all I can see before me is Tom and Fletch, discussing, somewhat bragging about this women. 'Fitty' I heard in the mix of all worthless conversation.
Maintaining eye contact, Fletch strolls into the hospital. Tom looks at me. I swallow air, not knowing what to do. Tom frowns and follows in. After looking in a mire of all directions, I focus on the ground. Shook up, I took my hair behind my ear and undertake walking into the ED, brightly and boldly.
Tom's POV
Honestly, what is her problem? Every time I go to work, she is there, in front of me, like I'm her property. I'm unsure of what I've done, what we've done to be honest. She is confusing, life is confusing. What does she want, a relationship, somewhat to comfort to? But why hold onto something when you can have a fun and a simple life instead?
There we go. Sorry, another short chapter. The next one will be longer, and with speech in to! I'm just trying to set the ground before developing the story.
Also, a couple of you have been asking whether Tom and Sam have split up, and the answer to that is I don't know. I'm just conveying the story from what's happening in Casualty at the moment.. which is Sam and Tom being really weird around each other, almost playing hard to get.
Anyway, enough of me! I hope you've enjoyed it and chapter 3 will be coming soon.
Paige xx
