Chapter 11: Heavenly Legacy Twist
Sam found herself at the corridors of Ridgeway Junior High, sitting against a locker with her eyes tightly closed and her tears inside her body. Sam Puckett doesn't cry. Well, she cries, from the inside, but she never ever cries from the outside. She's forced to grow hard and almost emotionless, but that's only the outside. On the inside she cries like a baby who didn't get fed in a day. But she did the right thing, right? Now, her friends could be happy. For once she did something for them, after everything they did for her. But why, for peace sake, why did she feel so miserable about this.
"Sam," a soft, but clear voice emerged from her right. She knew the voice, although it was hard for her to paste a face at it. She looked to her right and she saw a tall, handsome man – probably in his thirties – standing in the middle of the hallway.
"Dad?" Sam asked.
"I know who I am," he said with a smirk.
"What are you doing here?" Sam asked overthrown by shock. "You're supposed to be-"
"Dead?" he asked. "Well, I am, but I promised you to return, didn't I?"
"You promised to Mom and Melanie too," she said.
"I know," Sam's father said and there was regret all over his voice. "I'm so sorry for what I did. I'm sorry I left them this way. I really loved them,"
"But why are you here?" Sam asked.
"I just came to say how proud I am at you,"
"How proud?" Sam asked.
"Really proud," he smiled. Sam's face enlightened a little, but dropped in a matter of seconds. "Sam," her father said as he stood closer to her, "you gave your friends your love. You were ready to give your life to them. The greatest love you can have for your friends is to give your life to them," Sam's face didn't seem to clear up. "What is it, sweetheart?"
"I wonder if I get my chance of love one day," Sam said weakly. "You know, I'm not just in love with Freddie. I'm head over heels with him, but he's not the only one, but that person is taken too," for the first time in a long time she dropped a tear. "Carly," she whispered. "I just wish to have a boyfriend or a girlfriend near half as good as them and I would be happy,"
"Things will fall in its place when it will," Sam's dad said. "Just be happy for them, and you'll get a wonderful relationship one day. Maybe even with one of them,"
"But then they have to break up," Sam said. "I don't want them to do that,"
"You'll be happy one day, Sam. I promise,"
"How do you know?" Sam asked.
"You're a Puckett," Sam's dad said with a smile. There was a long, sweet silence between the two, until Sam broke it.
"Dad?" Sam asked.
"Yes, Sam," Dad said.
"Where you are now," Sam gulped. "Is it beautiful?"
"Yes, Sam. It's incredible. Whatever you look at you could stare at it for hours, days perhaps,"
"Sounds great," Sam said.
"It is," Dad said.
"Sometimes, I can't wait to join you," Sam admitted.
"I know, but your friends need you and Mom needs you. You might not know it, but Melanie needs you too,"
"And what about Mom and Melanie, will they be happy too?"
"Of course they will be. Pucketts just have to wait longer than normal people, but we'll get happier in the end,"
"I hope you're right,"
"What, you doubt your father?"
"I've never doubted you," Sam said truthfully.
"I've never doubted you either," Sam's dad said and took Sam in an embrace. "Now, wake up, Sam,"
"Wake up, Sam," Sam felt tugging against her sleeve and a low male voice. "Sam, wake up,"
"Brad?" Sam asked.
"There you are," Brad said with a smile. Brad was caught off guard when Sam caught him in a bear hug.
"Just keep me for a while," Sam said. "I kinda need it,"
"Of course, Sam," Brad said with a soft caring voice. Sam smiled against Brad's chest. Maybe she will be happy one day.
I think this might be the end of this chapter. Not because I don't like it anymore, but I'm planning some kind of sequel for this story, which starts off here. However, it is not the same end as I planned (I changed my mind in the process). However, I could make an alternative ending if you care to read. I'll put up a poll in my profile. Please respond and review.
