Chapter 21

Sam knew he was going over the speed limit. But he didn't care. In fact, he didn't really care about anything right now except to get Leah home safely.

His plan was simple. Hand Leah over to Sue and make sure she knew what a jerk Devon had been. Then find Devon and beat the crap out of him.

But he could see this wasn't gonna work when he saw her house.

No lights. That meant no one was home.

"Hey!" Leah exclaimed as Sam sped away. "I thought you were taking me home!"

"I'm not leaving you at your house alone!" Sam shouted back at her. "He'll find you and then..."

"I can take care of myself!" Leah shouted back.

"You didn't do such a good job of it back there!" Sam pointed out loudly.

"Well, where are you taking me?" Leah asked, looking out the window. It didn't take this long to get to Sam's house.

"I'm taking you to a motel," Sam told her. "Where he can't find you for now! Then we're calling the police!"

The word 'police' did it. Leah burst into tears.

"What is wrong with me?" she screamed at herself. "I went into some alleyway with a guy I've only known for a few weeks..."

"It's fine, Leah," Sam said to her. "He won't touch you again."

"I was so freaked out," Leah sniffled. "I thought...I thought..."

"Well, he didn't!" Sam cut in."And I'm not letting him!"

His eyes fell on a bright red neon sign that read Breakfast & Bed

He pulled into the parking lot.

"I'll get us a room," Sam said, opening the door. Before he closed the door, he looked at Leah. "Stay here! And keep the doors locked until I come back."

As Sam went in to purchase a room, he could feel his knees struggling.

If he had come only a few minutes late...

No! Don't think about that! He scolded himself. She's safe now.

"Welcome to the Breakfast & Bed," a bored-looking teenag boy said from behind the counter."Do you have a reservation?"

"Uh, no," Sam answered.

The boy typed something onto the computer. "Would you like a single bed or a double-bed room?"

"Double." Sam knew Leah would never sleep in the same bed with him.

After paying the boy and grabbing the keys, Sam went over to his car. Despite his warning, Leah was sitting on the hood.

"What are you doing?" Sam demanded. "I told you to stay in the car!"

"It was hot in there," Leah told him.

Sam took a deep breath. "I got us a room. Lets go."

Luckily, their room was on the first floor so they didn't have to walk too far.

"I'll call Sue," Sam told Leah. "Or do you wanna do that yourself?"

"You do that," Leah said. "Um...and...thanks, by the way."

Sam raised his eyebrows as Leah headed into the bathroom.

So she was grateful after all.

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As soon as the bathroom door closed, Leah collapsed to the floor. Once again, tears were threatening to fall out.

Sam probably thought she was being ridiculous. She was almost raped and she was acting like it was nothing. But truth be told, she had been terrified. And right now, she wanted to get as far away as possible.

Not only that, but she was well aware of the fact that she was in a motel room with her ex-boyfriend!

Ugh! She could hear the gossip now! If word got around about this...

Leah quickly climbed out of her torn dress and heels and climbed into the shower. The warm water soothed her right away, as she was hoping it would.

But as she climbed out of the shower, she realized something.

There were no robes.

What was she gonna do now?

She couldn't go out naked or with just a towel....Sam was out there. Yet it seemed silly to put her dress back on.

Before she could decided what to do, there was knock on the bathroom door.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Uh...yeah," Leah answered.

"What's wrong?" Apparently, Sam noticed the stress in her voice.

Leah bit her lip. "Uh...can I borrow your shirt?"

"Why?"

"There are no robes," Leah admitted.

There was a slight pause.

"Open the door," he said.

Leah opened it up a crack and Sam's black T-shirt was thrown in.

"Thanks," she said as she closed the door.

Thank goodness Sam was so huge. His T-shirt covered her entire body.

She grabbed her dress and heels. She bit her lip when she thought about her pair of thongs lying somewhere in the alleyway.

Great....

She quickly snatched a towel before closing the bathroom door.

"I called your mom," Sam said near the phone. "She says that she loves you and to be careful."

Leah sighed as she sat down on the other bed. At least there were two. She would've been mortified if there had only been one.

But her relief soon ended when she felt Sam sit down next to her.

"I'm sorry about Devon," he told her softly.

This time Leah let her tears fall.

"Don't be," she cried. "He was a jerk!"

Sam scooted closer to Leah as he placed one hand on her back and another behind her head. He gently pressed Leah against his chest as he kissed the top of her head.

"I can't believe I was so stupid!" Leah went on. "He..he almost raped me! I was so scared! I thought..."

"Don't worry, Leah," Sam whispered to her. "You're safe now. He's not gonna hurt you."

And that's how they stayed: pressed together, her body in his arms until they both fell asleep.

haha! u guys probably thought they were gonna have sex right?

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