Title: Anger
Rating: M
Pairing: Scam/Sam
Summary: When she said she wanted a vacation to rest, she didn't think he'd take it so literally.
She felt her body burning, itchy and scratchy thanks to the sand that coated her body in a thin layer. Coarse and rough was her skin, the sand, but she couldn't find the energy to move.
Her skin was tanned and red, evidence of her time under the sun. She was suffering from sunburns but she didn't think that was her biggest problem at the moment.
Her eyes were bloodshot, red and puffy thanks to the endless amount of tears falling from her eyes yesterday. Her lips were chapped, her mouth dry due to the lack of water that she was denied.
She had been here for only two days, and she already knew she was going to die.
Was he really that mad? She only she said wanted to go on a trip, that's all. Of course, bothering him about it probably wasn't one of her best ideas, but she had thought it had worked because soon they were flying on his jet on their way to his "surprise" destination.
She hadn't suspected he'd drop her in the middle of the desert, in the middle of July, without food, shelter, or water.
She had travelled for a few hours, but she couldn't take the sweltering heat anymore, and dropped to the hot sandy ground, lying where she was now.
She honestly hadn't thought that he'd be angry enough to do this, but she suspected that he'd come to his senses eventually and save her. He couldn't have been that mad.
Of course, those were her last thoughts, even when she died of dehydration later.
Maybe he really was that angry.
NOTE: This drabble actually relates to a story Cresenta and I will co-write in the future!! (I think we're writing this one first because we're writing two stories together. :D) (THIS ONE IS FUN!!)
Ahem. Anyway.
Please review.
Love,
Ivy