Chapter 11
As they were at Phil's house, Sam was stuck watching the football again.
"So who's playing again?" she asked 30 minutes into it
"Chelsea and Arsenal" he said shortly, not taking his eyes off the screen. Sam sighed. She could dance in front of him naked and he probably still wouldn't notice.
"Phil, I'm cold" she said
"Go get a jumper then" he said as if it was obvious
"Which one?"
"Any of them" She sighed again and walked towards his bedroom. She emerged minutes later wearing his beloved Chelsea shirt, and sat down beside him. He glanced at her quickly, and then did a double take
"That's my Chelsea shirt!"
"So?"
"So you better not spill anything on it!"
"I won't" she grinned, glad to have finally got his attention. She shivered again. Phil glanced at her and cautiously put his arm around her. She sighed and lent into him. She felt him relax as he realised she wasn't going to kill him for his action. They watched until the end of the game. Sam decided she was going to bed unlike Phil, who was staying up to watch the Highlights. Sam personally couldn't see the point, as he'd already seen the game, but Phil insisted it was important. She was just standing up to leave the room when Phil's phone started to ring. Sam knew that there was no possible way Hugh Wallis could have Phil's house number, but the sound of the phone still terrified her. Phil picked up the phone, and, seeing Sam's terrified face out of the corner of his eye, he answered carefully
"Yeah, she's still awake Abi; do you want to talk to her?" Sam sighed in relief as Phil passed her the phone.
"Hey Abi, how's your grandparents?" Phil went to the kitchen to get more wine. He had a feeling he was going to need it. He would never admit it to Sam, but for a minute there he was almost sure that Hugh Wallis would be on the other end of the phone. He paused at the living room door as he heard Sam shouting at Abi down the phone.
"It's for your own safety Abi!" Phil heard her pause and then say "You can't just walk out, what if Hugh finds you! What about Dylan, you can't just leave him too!" Phil continued to listen in until Sam hung up. He waited at the door for a couple more seconds so it wasn't too obvious he was eavesdropping, and then opened the door. He saw her tear-stained face and asked her,
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing" Sam wiped her eyes
"You have to tell me, remember? You promised"
"Abi had a huge argument with my mother. I don't blame her either. My mum always was… let's say difficult at times. She's never been the easiest person in the world to get on with, and age hasn't improved that. Abi's threatening to leave"
"What happened?"
"I don't know, probably something stupid." She sighed "My parents aren't used to having a teenager in the house anymore"
"Isn't there anywhere else she can stay then?"
"Well she says she'll stay there until tomorrow night anyway. She'll probably be alright when she gets out of the house for a while. I'll phone her tomorrow to see if she still wants to leave." She sat back down in the seat "So are you going to give me some of the wine or not!"