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Chapter 11- Mum's Back
'What do you want Stuart?' Phil asked.
'I've come to see Sam, not that that's any of your business,' Stuart replied snidely.
'I think it is my business when you mess Sam around, she's my friend,'
'What is going on?' Sam asked as she came to the living room door. 'Oh, hi Stuart,' she added as she saw him.
'Sam, I need to talk to you,' Stuart replied, completely ignoring Phil and speaking directly to Sam.
'What about?'
'Us. I've got something to tell you,'
'You'd better come in then,'
Stuart entered the house and went through to the living room. Phil looked at Sam, 'are you sure your doing the right thing?' he asked.
'Can you give us a few minutes, please Phil?'
Phil nodded as he walked back down the hallway and into the kitchen.
Sam re-entered the living room and closed the door behind her and Stuart. 'What is it you've got to tell me Stuart?' she asked.
'That can wait,' Stuart replied, 'I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for letting Rachel come and stay in our house; I didn't have a choice in the matter,'
'You did, you could've said no,'
Stuart shook his head, 'Rachel didn't give me a choice,' he said, 'you remember when I went out for drinks and dinner with her,' Sam nodded, 'she got a bit drunk so I had to take her home, when I did…she came onto me, when she came to tell me about the plumbing problem, she said that if I didn't let her stay, she'd tell you what happened, I couldn't take that risk, I'm so sorry Sam.'
'If what you're saying is true and she did come onto you…you wouldn't have had anything to worry about so why didn't you tell me?'
'I guess I was a bit scared, she might have twisted it, said that I came onto her when I didn't,'
'Why are you here anyway, I'm sure it wasn't just to tell me that,'
'I've chucked her out,'
Sam looked up at him, 'have you?' she asked.
Stuart nodded, 'why now?'
'I guess I came to my senses,' Stuart replied as he took Sam's hands in his, 'I love you Sam and I want us to get things back on track.'
Sam gazed into her husband's eyes. She yanked her hands out of Stuart's grip and reached upwards before slapping him across the face, 'what was that for?' he asked, holding his left cheek, which Sam had slapped.
'That was for inviting Rachel to stay,' Sam replied, 'but this is for kicking her out.'
She leant towards him and brushed her lips softly against his. He deepened the kiss and wrapped his around his wife, bringing him closer to her. They pulled away and exchanged smiles, 'you coming back then?' Stuart asked after a few moments silence.
Sam looked up at Stuart, 'not tonight Stuart,' she replied.
'Why not?'
'Because it's late, too late for me to start moving my stuff from here back to ours,'
'OK then,' Stuart said as he kissed the top of Sam's head, 'you'll come back tomorrow thought, won't you?'
'Course,' Sam replied.
'Can you do me a favour?'
'Course I can,'
'Can you come back tomorrow morning, before work? Adele and Marcus will wanna see you before they go,'
Sam smiled at Sam, 'OK then,' she agreed.
'Great!' Stuart replied as he opened the living room door.
'I'll see you tomorrow,' Sam said.
'See you tomorrow,' Stuart replied.
Stuart leant across and kissed Sam softly on the lips before he left the house, closing the front door behind him.
Sam leant against the door and smiled to herself. She was so glad that Stuart had finally seen sense over Rachel. Finally, their marriage seemed to be back on track. Of course, she was not aware of the incident that had taken place that made Stuart see sense. Then there was the other event that had occurred that evening, her kiss with Phil, their first kiss in nearly sixteen years. She didn't know how she felt about that, she was confused, confused as to her feelings towards Phil and the kiss that they'd shared before Stuart interrupted them. In a strange way, Sam wished that Stuart hadn't interrupted them, maybe then she would've had some idea as to how she felt about Phil and whether things would've gone further between them. Stuart had turned up and told Sam exactly what she wanted to hear, she was delighted with this and was glad that he had finally gone back on his original choice and chosen her over Rachel. Phil came to the kitchen door, 'what did Stuart want?' he asked, dragging Sam out of her trance.
Sam looked up at him, 'he's kicked Rachel out,' she replied.
'So I guess that means you're moving back then?'
Sam nodded, 'not till tomorrow though,'
'OK then,' Phil said, trying to disguise the sadness in his voice.
It had been great these past two days, having Sam living with him, he had really enjoyed having her around. He was gutted that she was going back to Stuart, their kiss earlier that evening made him realise that he couldn't carry on living a lie with Cindy for much longer, he loved Sam, not Cindy. It was unfair on her, giving her false hope that they could have some kind of future together. There was only one woman he'd ever wanted to have that with but she was already spoken for. Phil knew what he had to do, he had to let Cindy go, for her sake if nothing else, he would end up destroying her if he didn't end it now. He did love Cindy but she was nothing compared to Sam and deep down, Phil knew this.
'Thanks for letting me stay Phil, I really appreciate it,' Sam said as she walked towards him and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
'As I said Sam, it's no problem, I was glad to help,'
Sam smiled at him as she went back though to the living room. She re-emerged a few moments later carrying the bottle of wine and a glass. Phil smiled at her as she went upstairs and he went into the living room to get himself a glass of whisky. He sighed to himself as he swallowed, she hadn't mentioned the kiss, did it mean that it didn't mean anything to her? He didn't know, all he did know was that kiss had meant more to him than anything else that had happened to him in the past sixteen years. He desperately hoped that the kiss had meant something to Sam too but now that she and Stuart were getting things back on track, he wasn't too sure whether it did.
Sam woke up at about six the next morning. She sat up and smiled to herself as she saw the sunlight blazing through the window. Sam was glad to be going back home but she hadn't got much sleep the night before; her head had been filled with to many thoughts. Thoughts about Phil and the kiss they'd shared before Stuart turned up. She was still confused as to how she felt, she loved Stuart but there was something about Phil, something that made her feel different about herself, different but perhaps better. She wished that she could put that kiss to the back of her mind but that was nigh-on impossible, she still had to work with him and everytime she saw him, she would now be faced with a constant reminder of it, as well as the constant reminder he posed of the decisions she had made nearly sixteen years ago, the decisions that even now, seemed to be having an impact on both their lives.
Sam pulled the sheets back on the bed and got out. She took a small pile of clothes with her as she left the bedroom to go to the bathroom.
Sam came back about twenty minutes later, fully dressed. She made the bed and began to pack her clothes back into the holdall that she'd brought with her.
Once she'd finished packing the holdall, she went downstairs and set about making herself some breakfast. As she went to turn the kettle on, she heard movement coming from upstairs, Phil must be awake. She got an extra mug down from the shelf and sure enough, Phil appeared in the kitchen doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of faded grey tracksuit bottoms. 'You making coffee?' he asked.
Sam nodded, 'I was going to make you one too, do you want one?' she replied.
'Please,'
Sam smiled as she poured hot water into the mugs, occasionally looking up to sneak a peek at Phil's chest, he was still as gorgeous as she remembered him to be nearly sixteen years ago. 'There you go,' she finally said as she passed Phil his mug of coffee.
'Thanks Sam,' Phil replied as he took a sip from the mug.
Half an hour later, Sam dragged the holdall down the stairs. 'I'm going now Phil!' she called.
Phil left the kitchen and walked into the hallway. 'I'll see you at work then Sam,' he said.
Sam nodded, 'I know I've said this before Phil but…thanks again for this,' she replied.
'Hey,' Phil said as he wrapped his arms around her, 'it's no problem.'
Sam pulled away and smiled at him, 'I'll see you at work,' she said as she opened the door.
Phil nodded as she stepped out onto the doorstep, closing the door after her.
Sam opened the door to her and Stuart's house about ten minutes later. 'Hello?' she called.
She put the holdall down at the bottom of the stairs and looked up as Adele stood at the top of the stairs, 'mum!' she squealed as she ran down the stairs.
Adele wrapped her arms around her mum and Sam wrapped her arms around her youngest daughter, 'I missed you mum,' Adele whispered.
Sam looked up at her daughter and lightly kissed her forehead, 'I missed you too darling,'
She heard a cough coming from the top of the stairs and looked up, 'hey Marcus,' she said.
'Hi mum,' Marcus replied as he walked down the stairs towards Sam.
She wrapped her arms around her son; she pulled away and smiled at him. She looked down at Adele and smiled at her. 'They're glad to see you back,' Stuart said as he stood at the top of the stairs watching the scene before him.
Sam smiled at Stuart as Adele wrapped her arms around her mum's waist. Sam leant downwards and kissed her daughter's head. The family was back together again…for now.
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