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What am I going to do now?
Well you can't sit here all night. I'll be damned if you're going back up there.
I can't believe how long it took me to see the real Luke.
Didn't want to see.
Nope, too busy running…from Sam.
Look you want to see him, it's the perfect opportunity.
Yeah right, until he finds out where I am. Then he won't come.
He might. Just tell him Traci's car won't start, he might not even know where Luke lives.
Yeah maybe that would work, I'll just say the Breckenridge Apartments, and cross my fingers.
Just call him.
What if says no?
He's not going to say no, he won't happy, but he won't say no.
He'll be mad, really mad.
Look, you want him in your life right?
Yes!
This is an opportunity, fight for him, and when he leaves and goes under, then what are you going to do?
I'll wait for him.
What if he doesn't come back right away. It could be months, years.
I don't care I'll be there when he comes home.
Well how's he suppose to know your waiting if you don't tell him?
Good question.
But what about that girlfriend.
Look dumb ass, there is no way that he would have made love to you like that tonight and still be doing her.
How do you know that?
Because he wouldn't, I know him, I know what kind of guy he is, he couldn't do that. He's not capable of it.
Look he's made it pretty plain, he's not interested.
Yeah that's why we acted like we were starved for each other, cuz we're both not interested.
But what if we had been caught?
Probably why he stopped.
I didn't want to stop…I still don't want to stop.
Then he said he stopped because of Luke and Monica.
He's lying, he's scared and he ran.
I hope.
Do you really care about either Luke or Monica right now?
Nope…couldn't care less, actually.
So we got nothing to lose then, Call Him!
I'm not telling him I love him unless he says it first.
Yeah right, I'll remind you of that later, call him.
Andy pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed the number. The phone rang once…He already thinks I'm crazy so it can't hurt to call.
The phone rang again…Please don't be with her.
The phone rang again…He's not going to answer. He knows it's me.
Just as she was pulling the phone away from her ear to hang up, she heard. "Hal-lo?" Sam answered.
Sam paced the house. Well what now? He had already got the mail and read it. Didn't work. He went outside and cleaned out his truck. Didn't work. He took out the trash, cleaned out the refrigerator, loaded the dishwasher, put a load of clothes in the washing machine…damn nothing worked.
He sat down to watch the news. Nope, couldn't concentrate.
Well you finally had her and you ran away. She wanted you and you ran away.
Disgusted with himself, he went to bed. Laying there, staring at the ceiling.
I wonder what's she's doing right now?
He jumped when his phone rang. Looking at his bedside clock it read 1:13am. He grabbed it and turned it over to read who was calling. He dropped it like burnt him. It's Andy.
I'm not answering that.
He looked at it laying on his bed, the light blinking as it rang. I can't answer it.
Maybe she's drunk. Maybe she's in trouble. Oh god maybe you're in trouble.
He picked it up, groaned and answered. "Hal-lo."
"Sam it's Andy, I'm in trouble and I need your help."
Yep! Your in trouble.
"Andy honey, what's wrong?" Sam asked. Did I just say what I think I did?
Silence, he then realized, she was crying.
He answered and her heart exploded. All she could think to say was "Sam it's Andy, I'm in trouble and I need your help."
When she heard him say, "Andy, honey, what's wrong." He called me Andy. His voice had been so filled with concern. Considering the emotional roller coaster that she had been on today, it was all it took. For the first time in her life, the tears didn't bother her. She didn't care that he knew she was crying.
Nobody had ever seen Andy cry, not her father, her teachers, her friends, no one. She wouldn't dare let anyone see her cry. All those years of hiding, didn't seem matter anymore, this was Sam.
"Please Sam, I need you." It was all she could get out.
She's crying. A million thoughts went through his head. What's happened to her, she hurt? Is her father hurt? Did Luke hurt her? I'll kill him if he hurt her.
"Please Sam, I need you." He slipped and almost fell out of bed rising so quickly. He started looking around his room for his jeans he had just removed.
"Andy, where are you? What's wrong?"
Finally she seemed to gain some control of herself. "Traci's car won't start and I'm stuck."
"Stuck where?" He asked pulling his jeans on, he sat down on his bed once he found his socks, putting them on quickly.
"Breckenridge Apartments."
Looking for his shoes, Breckenridge Apartments? Why does that sound…
"Your at Luke's?" His voice rose angrily.
Damn he knows.
"Yes but…"
"McNally why in the world are you calling me when your boyfriend is right there. Call Luke!" So now we're back to McNally.
"I can't."
"Why are you sneaking out in the middle of the night again?"
"Sam!" No tears now, he thought, she's ticked.
"What?"
"I need you, not Luke. Are you coming or not?"
"Damn it McNally…I'll…I'll…I'll be there in 15 minutes." The line went dead.
See I told you he would come, even knowing where you are.
It's short I know, more soon.
