Hey guys, Kawaiidustbunny here! Here is Chpt 2! Sorry it took so long! I went on a writing frenzy, and now I have more chapters then I know what to do with!
Comments:
Sunshine-Midnight123: Hurray for being the first commenter! Yeah… I didn't realize it until now. I fixed it! Thanks for letting me know. I kept calling her Samantha Madison in my head, it somehow sounded right. XDD Thanks! :D
┌(Q_Q)┐ ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ
The movie ended hours ago, they had caught a matinee showing. Samantha trembled slightly as she noted the things that Vernon had done so far. They had gotten something to eat, Sam had tided up his room when they got home, while he played his video games. After another string of curses Sam prayed that he we continue playing his games and she could sneak out quietly.
Sam sat noiselessly against the light blue wall of his room observing her surroundings and her situations. The small alarm clock's digital numbers read 8:03pm. By the time 8:30 came around, Vernon seemed completely immersed in the game.
She stood up, and gently went to hug him, and whispered quietly in his ear, "Vernon, I'm gonna head home."
As soon as those words left her mouth, his eyes snapped around his rage directly quickly and deftly at her. "Who said you could go home?" he demanded, his fingers grabbing her wrists as she backed away not wanting to get caught up in his rage.
"I just figured I should head home before it gets too dark." she whimpered as she tried very hard not to tremble.
"You just figured. Who are you meeting? " Vernon demanded shaking her violently. Sam cringed as his vice grip started to cut off circulation to her wrist.
"I'm not meeting anyone. I love you only." Sam cried out quietly tear streaming down her cheeks. He seemed to be satisfied with this answered and threw her to the floor and walked back to his computer.
She stood up quietly and grabbed the knob of the door and turned it as quickly as she could but was stopped by Vernon's hand slamming the door shut. He threw her onto his bed, and Sam closed her eyes as she felt him ripping away at her clothes, and tried to imagine herself anywhere but here.
The digital clock read midnight when Sam awoke. She numbly grabbed the clothes that she could salvage as she ran for the door. She ran out the door tears still streaming down her face, the cold night nipped at her cheeks, turning them pink. Her breath visible in the night sky, trailed away from her like smoke.
She ran and ran until she couldn't breath. The chilly icy hair made her cough and sputter. She collapsed on a park bench and tried to catch her breath, tears still trailed down her pale face.
"I should be use to this by now." Sam mumbled to herself. It was always the same, Vernon would do things that would please him and only him. Once she tried to leave or even mention leaving he would turn on her and use her to satisfy his carnal needs.
No matter how many times he did it, it still made her feel disgusted, and dirty. It never took away that feeling of shame and fear. She rubbed her hands across her arms attempting to warm herself.
A low growl caused Sam's eyes to snap open. A large beast stands, its teeth protruding grotesquely out of its large mouth. A ripped green jumpsuit adorns the black coat of its body, along with a metallic cuff around its neck and arm. It has an eerie glow to it, as if it were not human. Sam bit back the desire to scream, as it drew closer to her.
"Hey buddy! Don't eat that. That's a vegetarian!" came a loud tenor voice that streaked passed Sam and pushed the large animal on its back that growled and hissed angrily. Sam feel to her knees, watching quietly trying to take everything that just happened in.
The two of them proceeded to fight it ended with the large beast running off into the night. The figured zoomed back to Sam and looked at her smiling brightly. The figure that saved her was floating at least 4 feet of the ground. His neon green eyes electrocuted her soul as he stared at her. He silver hair was ruffled slight from the slight scuffle. His black and silver jumpsuit clung to every curve of his body. Sam could barely tear her eyes away from him, he was incredibly good looking not to mention he was floating four feet above the ground.
"Now I'm sure that you have a lot of questions, and I'm sure they'll all be answered in due time" the floating figure said with an impish smile on his face. Sam had just been through too much tonight so she did the only thing that a sensible girl would do. She fainted.
Danny gulped and dashed after her as her eyes rolled in the back of her head. "I guess I better get her home, or deal with some really awkward questions." he muttered to himself turning himself intangible and flew off to his home.
The only reason why he even knew WHERE she lived was because she moved in not too far down the road to where Danny himself lived. Everyone had talked about the coming of the new neighbors and was excited to see what kind of people would be moving in.
Danny held her closely as he flew into the house. He easily slipped in and out of the rooms, looking for what could be considered Sam's room. He finally stumbled upon it. The walls were covered in a pale lavender paint and with white sheer curtains dancing in the wind.
He laid her gently on her bed; she looked so small in comparison to her large bed. As he turned around he noticed something that he hadn't noticed earlier. The clothes she was wearing was mussed, and looked like it had been tossed on in a hurry. She wore a slightly dirty and ripped tank top, this was the most of her moonlight kissed skin he had seen. Her skirt was ripped and hiked down to her hips. There were bruises that littered all over her arms and stomach that he would normally never see. The bruises were dark and purple, a horrible contrast on her pale skin. It looked as though they were fresh; as he looked closer he discovered that there were also a handful of light yellowing bruises that were healing.
She looked as though she was raped, tattered clothes and missing shoes. He thought of the look in her eyes when he came to save her, instead of looking fearful for her life, she looked at the werewolf with grateful eyes. As if she was hoping the werewolf would kill her.
He picked her up gently, and pulled back the soft blanket to reveal pristine white sheets. Her laid her down gently on the soft sheets and went and retrieved a wet cloth to wipe her dirt and blood caked feet with. He rubbed her feet gently with the warm water cleaning away all the dirt. Once he cleaned all the dirt off he cleaned the tiny cuts on her foot. He lovingly bandaged her feet up and discreetly changed her clothes into soft cashmere pajamas. She sighed with joy as he pulled up the blanket, and she snuggled deeper into it.
He stared at her, unsure of what to do. He didn't want to leave her. She wanted to find out where she got those bruises, and why she looked so frightened all the time. He wanted to know why she didn't look like she feared death.
There wasn't anything he could do now, he opted to go home and sleep. As he flew home, all he could think about was her. Although he changed her simply for her comfort he would be lying if he said he didn't get an eyeful.
Sam had a beautiful body, and there was no denying that, but there were scars on her body that a young girl like her should not have. He had no idea how he'd address this issue, it wasn't like he could tell her that he was the ghost boy and he saved her from the werewolf and he saw her bruises. Danny closed his tired eyes as his mind wandered off to the millions of other possibilities.
┌(Q_Q)┐ ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ
Danny trudged to Biology, unsure of what to say to Sam when he saw her in class today. He slid into his desk and lowered his head on the table, exhausted. Sam came in the door and sat as close to the door as she possible could, Sam stared unashamed at Danny as he avoiding as much eye contact as possible.
"Today is a wonderful day! Today is the day that we start our science projects!" shouted the excited teacher. You could practically hear everyone in the class groan. "Also because I want to make sure that everyone has a fair chance at the Science Competition, it's going to be a random drawing for your partners!" the teacher continue to talk about.
After a few minutes of rustling, the partners were established. Danny looked around worriedly; no one had approached him to say that he was their partner. As he was looking around the class for his perspective partner, a large text book slammed down on his desk. His eyes jolted to the front to see a unhappy Sam holding a scrap of paper marked Fenton.
"You're following me." She said. It wasn't a question or an accusation. It was an observation.
Danny looked at her blankly waiting for her to explain herself. She glared daggers at him, as she slid into her chair. Their assignment for the day was to come up with a topic for their science project. Danny wasn't particularly gifted in science, nor did he enjoy it. The only science he was interested in was anything to do with the space program.
"Let's do something on plants." Sam blurted out. A pink hue covered her cheeks. Danny stared at her drinking in every feature; she looked ravishing with her cheeks colored pink. He could tell that he was going to be learning more and more about Samantha Manson this week.
┌(Q_Q)┐ ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ
No cliff hangers for you! :3 I decided to end it here. Let me know what you guys are thinking so far.