John let's out a sigh. "For the eighteen years I've been alive everything made sense until only a few years ago then everything went crazy. Now I know that everything happens for a reason. And that reason is." John let's out another sigh. "Sam…I'm in love with you."
The longest few seconds in their life ticked away. Sam looked down at her shoes with her hands in her pockets. Taken in everything that he just said was making her head spin. She reaches out and takes him by the hand.
"Follow me…now!" Sam demanded as she headed down the hallway pulling John along the way.
"Ok your just being a tad bit pushy and aggressive!" Sam and John enter her bedroom. A dark room that didn't have much stuff on the walls due to the fact that the walls were breaking apart and rotten away. Again after taking a look at this room it's no wonder why Sam stays over at Carly's.
Pushing him down on the blue blanket that covered her bed, Sam climbed on top of him kissing him passionately, their tongues tangled up with each other. John's hands slowly moving their way up her shirt, leaving small bite marks on her neck. Sam pulls off her shirt revealing one of the many bras she made at Build-A-Bra.
"Wait." John stops biting her neck. Both breaking heavy, Sam looking at him concerned. "Just thought you should know…I'm a virgin."
Sam giggles, "You and me both kid." She leans up so that she was straddling him. Pulling on the of the bra, "So you want to see the goods or not?"
"Uhhh why does it have to be morning?" Sam asks while yawning. Her eyes still closed but the warmth of the sun filled her room with bits of sunlight peaking through the curtains. Gently sloping her still naked body over so she was lying partially on her stomach and puts her arm out. Moving it up and down only feeling the softness of the blanket and bed sheets. "John," Sam sits up and opens her tired eyes. The spectacle of pillows thrown on the floor and Sam's clothes everywhere, the only thing notably missing was John. Reaching over Sam grabs her cell phone off her nightstand and dials.
"Hello," the girl on the other end answers.
"Hey Carls," Sam let's out another yawn.
"Good morning Sam. You never called me last night after you're date. Carly sounding over joy to hear from her best friend.
"Sorry. You can just say I was stuffing my mouth with some meat," Sam smirks evilly trying not to fully come out and say that she had sex last night.
"Come on Sam, like you couldn't share for once."
"Well it seems like he was enjoying my pie…that I bought from him…at the store…yea that's right."
"Umm…ok then." Carly sounded kind of creeped out.
"Hey is John there?" Sam gets out of bed and grabs a pair of bra and panties.
"No, I don't even think he came home. Why something happen?" Carly becomes alarmed.
"Well I just didn't want him to think I'm easy." Sam was now fully dressed wearing black jeans and a blue top. Her hair was still messed up but she didn't really worry.
"Why would John think you're easy? I mean the only reason he should think that it's because…" Carly goes silent. "Oh my god. You slept with John! Why would you do that?!"
Sam moves the phone away from her ear as Carly continued to scream on her end. "Carls calm down."
"Then tell me why you had sex with him."
"He told me he'd fallen for me."
"Awe. That's so sweet." Carly's voice becomes lovable and innocent.
"But when I woke up he was gone," Sam starts to sound heartbroken.
"Well he might have just gotten scared and had to think about it." Carly says trying to assure her friend that he didn't just took off on her.
"Whatever. I'll be over later. Bye."
"Bye." Sam shuts off her cell phone and slides it in her pocket as she leaves her room. Walking past the kitchen she notices the loaf of bread and the box of Chocolate and Peanut Butter Corn Pops sitting on the counter. Getting closer to the living room she hears what it seems to be cheering from a large group of people.
"CM Punk! CM Punk! CM Punk!" Sam hears John chanting. Entering the living room John is sprawled out on the couch eating cereal and watching WWE A.M. Raw.
"Hi," Sam walks over and gives a shy wave.
John takes his feet off the couch and sits up, "Good morning baby. Did I wake you?"
"No actually I thought you left." Sam sits down next to him.
"Why would I leave?" John takes a mouthful of his cereal.
"Maybe since you had sex with me then why else would you stay around?"
"Well of course it was one of those amazing, incredible, spontaneous moments. But besides I wouldn't walk out on my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?" Sam shoots him a glare.
"I mean…if you want to be."
Sam smiles as she cuddles next to him laying her head on his chest. "I like that." Reaching to the bowl, Sam grabs the spoon and takes a huge gnaw, streams of milk running from the corners of her lips. "So why are you watching this anyway?"
"I've watched it all my life. Before you came in my life, wrestling was my only love."
"So watching huge sweaty men in their underwear turns you on?"
"That's all you see? If you watch closely it's just a mirror image of everyday life."
"What are you talking about?"
"See that guy right there." John points to the guy in the suit and cowboy hat. Sam nodded. "That's JBL, John Bradshaw Layfield. He's a greedy powerful guy that would do anything to get the World Heavyweight Championship. But when he has it under his control he just abuses its beauty. But that guy right there," John points to the long black hair guy with tattoos and a shirt that read Straight Edge Hardcore, "That's CM Punk."
"The guy that you were cheering for I'm guessing." Sam was actually interested in learning everything he had to say which was weird for her since she loathed learning.
"Yep. He's the World Heavyweight Champion. Now he loves that belt more than anything else and will do anything to make sure it stays safe." John finishes off the cereal and sets the bowl on the coffee table.
"Still don't understand how this resembles my life," she traces the outline of his beard with the tip of her index finger.
"Oh in time young grasshopper you will understand," John sounding like an old kung fu master.
"Yea never do that again." Getting off the couch, "Let's go I told Carly we would be over."
"Aww but the Divas Bikini Blowout is almost on," John crises as he indicates the TV.
Sam shrugs. Lifting up her shirt and moving the cups of her bra, Sam exposes the top half of her body. Her boyfriend's eyes ready to blast from his skull. "Ready to go now?"
John shuts off the TV and sits up not removing his eyes off her. Getting closer, "You're so mean."
John exits the apartment as Sam fixes her shirt. "I know."
Carly couldn't help but keep giving her love struck friend quick glances. This was most definitely a new Sam. Not only could she tell by the way she looked, talked, or acted, but also by the way Sam was ready to work on the icarly banner that they were going to show on Seattle Beat.
"Ok what's up?" Sam sets down the jumbo size orange marker.
"What?" Carly nonchalantly continues coloring her section green.
"Don't what me pretty lady. I see you watching me?"
"You're glowing. I just couldn't help but notice."
Sam looks at her skin. "I'm not glowing."
"Of course you are. You just can't see it." Letting out a giggle. "I've never seen you function so hard before."
"Just want to make sure the sign is perfect." Sam colors her part some more trying really not to have this conversation. "So did you check the weather?"
"Yea and no rain this time."
"Great, so our banner will be as superior and fresh." Sam and Carly get up and each have an end holding the multi color banner that read, "Log On To ."
"Ok let's set this down here." Carly walks her part over behind the Seat of Sitting with Sam in tow. "So now what do you want to do?" Carly heads for the door and opens it.
"Don't know. Have any ideas?"
"Build-A-Bra?"
"Sure."
Carly leads the way down the stairs talking to the other girl about the new stuff they had at Build-A-Bra and that they should stop by at Glitter Gloss. Stepping off the last of the steps, they went to the door before stopping so Carly could seize her purse.
"You guys leaving?" John shuts the microwave door and puts his popcorn in a large bowl.
"Yea." Sam answers. "I'll call you later. Carly you coming?"
"Just once second." Carly sets down her purse.
"Ok hurry." Sam blows John a kiss before leaving.
Carly stands next to the couch as John sets down his popcorn before putting on the movie Balls of Furry. "John can I talk to you?"
"Sure."
"Now that you and my Sam are dating I think you should take what I have to say under advisement." Carly moves closer to him. "If you do anything to hurt her, so help me god, I'll make what I did to Sam's last boyfriend look like child's play." Her voice quite yet strong, her eyes glowing with pure unadulterated evil. "Bye bye." Carly's reaction goes back to normal as she skips her way out the door.
"Weird."
"So how does this look?" Sam puckers her lips together showing off the light green lip gloss she just applied which gave a lime taste.
"Absolutely perfect." Carly snaps a swift picture of her with her camera. "How about me?" Carly does the same pose but with hot pink gloss that has a bubble gum taste.
"Stunning as always." Sam takes a picture of her. Walking through the store Sam saw all the preppy girls she had to deal with at school. If she wasn't in detention or suspended from school for doing a prank it was because she punched one of them. Trying not to make contact she turns to another aisle.
"Well look what crawled out of the trash. It's Sam." One of the girls called out.
Too late. Sam stopped in her tracks. "Hey Theresa. Didn't think I'll see you here." Sam turns around and fakes smiles.
Theresa Lane was one of the top kids in the class. Not only because she was popular but because her parents own a chain of OYE stores around the city. And when Theresa was around her two lackeys, Kelly Hollander and Carmella Lopez, were with her.
"I was about to say the same thing. So what is there a loser convention in town?" Theresa plays with her dirty blonde hair.
"Yea a loser convention." Kelly adds laughing like a dumb hyena.
"I got this!" Theresa puts her hand up making her friend shut up.
Carly walks by and sees the faction of girls with Sam. "Oh god."
"It's nice to see you when you're not on your knees," Sam shoots out another insult.
Carly runs over and pulls Sam away. "Let's go."
"Come on I'm just getting started!" Sam screams as they stumble out of the store.
"I don't care! Sam you have to stop being rude." Carly let's go of her arm.
"She started it. What was I suppose to do?"
"Just let it be. Come on let's go."
They started to walk away until Sam's phone goes off.
"Who's texting you?" Carly stops. "John?"
"No. It's my mom. She says I need to get home now." Sam puts her phone away. "I'll see you later."
Sam turns and walks away. Carly lets out a shrug and heads the opposite direction.
"Mom." Sam calls out as she enters her place. "Mom everything ok?" No answer. As she walks more into her place the sounds of moans and skin smacking together filled the emptiness. The sounds where coming from her bedroom. Walking in there she notices her bed was made and saw that her TV was playing two people having sex.
"Ok who left the dirty movie in?" Sam walks to the TV to turn it off when she realizes that the people in the film were her and John. Sam's mind starts to get swamped with confused thoughts. Who would do such a thing?
"What's the matter bitch? Don't like the film?" Sam turns around and is greeted with a fist to the face with severe velocity. Sam collapses to the ground her head bouncing off the floor like a basketball. Robert Storm stands over her. His knuckles covered with blood, Sam's blood.
Sam grabs a hold of her bed and tries to pull herself up. The pale skin of her face turning a dark crimson as blood began to pour from her nose and the side of her face.
"Seems like you had some fun." Robert punt kicks Sam in the ribs sending her back down coughing up chunks of blood. "Now only if you just did what I told you, you wouldn't have this happen to you."
Sam's vision becomes shadowy as she tries to figure out a way out. Wiping the blood from her eyes she sees Robert texting away on her cell phone. "What…are…you…doing?" Sam asks between coughs and spits.
"Telling your boyfriend that you don't want to be with him anymore." Throwing the cell phone down. "Fucking battery went dead." Robert turns and watches the film for a minute. "You know watching this really makes me horny. How about you?" Robert turns around and sees Sam was gone.
Run. Just keep running. Her body felt like giving up and her legs grew frail. But every beat her heart made Sam kept running faster and faster. She had to go away. She didn't care where but she just had to leave this place.