Chapter 7- iFeel Something
After sleeping through the rest of the night Sam started to stir. Once she was fully awake she opened her eyes to find herself face to face, noses and foreheads touching with Freddie Benson who was also wide awake. Freddie had his arms wrapped tightly around her like he was her human armour of protection. It looked like he had been up for hours watching her, perhaps most of the night.
What Sam didn't know was that Freddie hadn't got much sleep during the night as he was practically mesmerized by the beauty of watching her sleep. He thought that she looked so peaceful while she finally got some rest and he enjoyed protecting her.
"Morning" Sam murmured close to him.
"Morning, sleep well?" Freddie asked.
"Hmmm yeh, best sleep ever" She replied honestly, making Freddie smile. "Do we have to get up now?" Sam asked him.
"Yeh we've got to be at the funeral parlour soon so you can start making plans for Melanie's Funeral" Freddie told her.
Sam then sighed before sitting up out of Freddie's hold and picked up Melanie's old bear. She ran her thumb across the bears head as she thought about her sister.
"That's a nice bear" Freddie said, breaking Sam out of her thoughts.
"Yeh it was Melanie's" She told him.
"Was it in her box?" he asked and Sam nodded.
"Yeh, I haven't had the chance to go through it all yet, I'll do it later" Sam told him. "How am I supposed to make arrangements for Melanie's funeral if I don't even have the money to pay for one?" She asked him. This was clearly on Sam's mind.
"Will sort it out Sam, that's one of the reasons were going to the funeral parlour today" Freddie told her. "Plus me and my Mother could also help you" He added.
"Freddie you've helped me enough already" Sam told him. Suddenly Sam jerked as cold air shivered down her spine quite surprisingly.
"You alright?" Freddie asked her when this happened.
"Yeh, just cold I guess" She replied looking a little confused and with that Freddie sat up behind her and placed his hands on Sam's bare arms. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms carefully, trying his best to warm her up.
Sam flinched first of all at the feel of Freddie's touch. It took her a few moments to understand what was going on.
"Thanks" Sam simply said as she turned to look at Freddie.
"It's no problem" he told her.
They then both sat there staring at each other; their faces were so close to each other. Sam pressed her lips tightly together inwards. It was like you could almost no longer see them; she clearly had something on her mind.
"I'm going to go get ready" Sam stuttered out, before running into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
"Okay" Freddie replied quietly, it was like it was almost said to himself as Sam had nervously ran out of the room leaving Freddie sat there by himself on the bed.
Once Sam was ready she stepped out of the bathroom to find a dressed Freddie sat on the bed doing something on his phone.
"You ready to go?" Freddie asked once he noticed her.
Sam barely took any notice of what Freddie had just asked her because when he spoke she saw something move out of the corner of her eye. She flinched slightly and turned to see what it was but there was nothing there. For some reason she was quite jumpy today, but she could have sworn she saw something.
"What was that?" Sam questioned.
"What was what?" Freddie asked.
"Something just moved over there" she replied.
"Sam nothing moved" he told her. "So are you ready to go?" he asked again and Sam just nodded trying to shake off the thoughts of what she thought had just happened.
They were then about to walk out of the motel room when there was a sudden bang. Sam and Freddie both turned around to see that Melanie's box had fallen off the side table.
"How did that fall?" Sam asked.
"Oh look the windows open" Freddie replied as he walked over to close it.
"But there's no wind outside" Sam stated.
"There must have just been some then I guess" Freddie suggested as he closed the window.
Sam then proceeded to walk over to where Melanie's box had fallen. All her stuff had poured out of it and as Sam knelt on to the floor the first object she went to pick up was something that looked like a diary. It was open and facing down but as Sam picked it up and turned it over the page was on Melanie's last diary entry. It read; 'The day I was murdered'
A/N: Short chapter I know but please review, I would love to know what you thought. So review and I'll update as soon as I can.
If any of you read my story 'The Reunion' I've also now posted the first chapter of the sequel called 'The Reunion2' so please check it out. Thank you everyone.
