Chapter 20 – The tale of Two loves, by Sam Puckett
Carly dropped Sam off at Amber's apartment around one in the morning and the blonde thought of how much fun she had at dinner and then just hanging out at Carly's place afterwards with her best friend and her best friend's dad as she rode the elevator to Amber's top floor unit. Dinner was very nice and of course Sam liked Carly's dad the few times she met him. He looked very handsome in his white naval uniform and Sam wondered why he never remarried after Carly's mom died and even asked him. He just laughed and said his career made it almost impossible to meet woman. Carly pouted and said she should have a step mother and the two girls spent a good portion of the night teasing Captain Shay about women they could introduce him to. Carly even mentioned it was a shame Sam's mother was remarried and Sam laughed and said she liked Carly's dad too much to do that to him. It was a fun time. Sam did remember to tell him about Patrick's hello and comment right before she left. Captain Shay chuckled, mentioned it was a small world, told Sam in a mock haughty tone to let that Marine Staff Sergeant know that the Commander was now a Captain, and he and his men were doing just fine before the marines showed up. He asked Sam how he knew the man and she told him about how she knew Patrick. Mr. Shay told her he did recall the man mentioning he was from Seattle and they talked a little about each other. The Captain mentioned he would clean up the mess they made with their ice cream and cake while Carly drove Sam home. Sam sighed as she got to the door of Amber's place. Please let her be asleep…please let her be asleep, she begged in her mind and unlocked the door and walked in.
Carly dropped Sam off and felt anger and jealousy as she thought Sam should be spending the night with her and not that bitch. Sure Carly felt pity for Amber after what happened, but that does not mean she still has to like the girl. She was going to talk to her dad about what she needed to do. Carly was happy her dad was home, even for just a short period. She got excited he mentioned he would retire in a couple of years. She then remembered Sam's comment about Amber's brother knowing her father and was determined to find out about that. The tall pretty brunette thought about the young man in the picture that Sam had in her wallet at times. Carly felt herself blush a little as she thought how she thought of Patrick when she used her small vibrator on herself at night. Her thoughts would flash to him and then Sam and then sometimes the two of them ravishing her at the same time. She always felt guilty over that particular fantasy…after her orgasm.
Carly got home as was glad to see her dad still up. He was sitting on the couch waiting to make sure she got home safe.
"Well, now that you are home safe and sound, I'm off to bed." He said and kissed his daughter's forehead.
"Umm…dad, got a minute? I need to ask you something…really important." Carly said as she sat down.
"Sure, kiddo, what is it?" He asked and sat next to her and pulled her close to him.
"Well…two things…how do you know Amber St. Claire's brother…Patrick…right? How do you know him?" She asked with interest.
"Well that is a long story and some things I can't tell you, but I will tell you what I can. I never really told you what I did in the navy…I never wanted to because I did not want you to worry. But with me retiring in a couple of years and me getting to old to do those things again I am going to be stationed on a nice safe base in Europe so I can tell you without you worrying. Spencer knew but he promised to never tell you. Anyway…I was part of a SEAL Team…the Team Leader…for a while and we had to pull missions that…well you've seen the movies. While not very realistic you get the idea of what the SEALS do." Carly nodded and looked at her dad. She had no idea his life was so dangerous. Her dad continued, "My team was on a mission in the Kunar Province and we ran into some trouble…a lot of trouble. We were badly outnumbered and getting our asses handed to us…forgive the language. We called for air support but due to the mission being covert we could not get it. They said they were going to send in another team to pull was out. Well it ended up being a Marine Recon Team…similar to the SEALS…and apparently the team leader was Sam's friend's brother. He and his team got to us after they…well I don't want to go into all the terrible details, let's just say they made the enemy retreat and pulled us out of a mess. He even took some shrapnel from a RPG and I went to see him in the hospital to thank him and his men and we talked and found out we were both from Seattle. Like I said…small world." He sighed and smiled, "Yeah…he saved our bacons that day."
He turned to Carly and she was looking at him like she never had before. A mixture of pride and fear, "Dad…I guess I'm glad you never told me…I would have been terrified for you all this time. A little pissed as well…but…I'm glad. I had no idea. I thought you just got to ride around on boats all these years."
Her dad laughed, "They're called ships, honey, and I am glad to see you thought so highly of my job. So what was the next thing you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Well…it's kind of a dilemma I am in…" Carly explained the entire situation and even included her hate relationship with Amber.
"Well, honey, I can't tell you what to do, but I know you. You will do the right thing. And you and this girl…Amber…don't get along huh? And she is dating Sam…well that's tough."
Carly made a mean face, "We hate one another…goes way back and she is just…Sam does not love her and Amber is just manipulating her to make her love her. That is wrong!" Carly said with venom.
Her dad laughed, "Well Sam is a grown girl and can figure it out her self…but the choice is yours and again, I know my daughter and know she is a good person. Well I'm off to bed. My flight leaves at ten. And no do not need a ride, I am taking a shuttle. Night, hun." He kissed his daughter on her cheek and went to bed.
Carly sat on the couch after he went to bed, Damn! Double Damn! She cursed in her mind and knew what she was going to do.
Sam walked into the apartment and heard the television and knew it would be Patrick. She walked into the living room and saw him sitting on the couch watching an old black and white movie and drinking a beer. He glanced up when he saw her and gave a small jump.
"Damn, girl, scared me. How did you get in anyway? And you look nice…never seen you in a dress before." He asked and put the beer on the coffee table.
Sam dangled a set of keys and smiled, "Amber gave me a key a while back. So she asleep and thanks." Sam said and sat next to Patrick.
"Yeah…been asleep…thank God…I was getting tired of her complaining about you and your dinner. Thank the doctor for the pain pills…they knock her out. So have fun?"
Sam chuckled, "Yeah…had a great time. Hope you weren't waiting up for me." She picked up his beer and took long sip. "Thought you did not drink?"
Patrick gave her a look and took the beer from her hands and placed it back on the table, "Well I don't. Just a beer now and again when I like to relax. Never more than one or two. And you are too young to drink so hands off. And no I was not waiting up for you. I have better things to do with my time."
Sam smiled at him, "Yeah, yeah, yeah…I don't really...drink. Just like the taste sometimes. So what we watchin?"
Patrick gave her another look, "I am watching an old movie…one of my favorites…I don't know what you are watching or doing besides annoying me."
Sam smiled and picked up the beer again only to have Patrick take it from her hands and give her another annoying look. Sam chuckled again, "Hey Patrick…can I ask you something?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"No! It is kind of silly and well…maybe stupid…so can I?"
Patrick sighed, "Go ahead since I don't have a choice."
Sam started shifting her dress and looking uncomfortable, "Well…umm..Patrick, do you think I am pretty?"
Patrick looked at her with shock on hic face, "Well…damn Sam…I…look maybe…"
Sam laughed, "Relax, dude, I'm not flirting with you…but if I had known it would make you uncomfortable I would have done it a long time again…you should see your face! Anyway…do you. I mean…well…Carly tells me I am and Amber always tells me but they…well…Amber is very biased and Carly is my best friend so she does not count. I…I want to know how guys see me. Ran's dad said I was and Carly's dad tells me the same…but do regular guys…like you I mean."
Patrick smiled, "Sam, I think you are a very lovely girl. You are very pretty…and 'regular boys' think the same way. Yeah, you are a very pretty girl. Why ask? You seem like it never bothered you before what people thought of you."
"Just curious…well…look, Patrick…I am not used to talking about shit like this, but…fuck…sorry…it's just that…"
Patrick chuckled, "Relax, Sam, you can ask me almost anything. So why so concerned now?"
Sam sighed, "It is not just now…I mean…*sigh*…Ok, sometimes I wonder how other people see me. I know what they think of me, you know, Sam Puckett…mean, tough, likes to fight and wins, bad ass bitch…stuff like that…oh yeah butch dyke thrown in there as well. I just wonder how people who don't know me see me. Do they look at me and know right away about me or do they see something…well…sometimes I want people to see me as a girl…God I can't believe I said that! But…I don't know…look at your sister. I mean, damn she is so beautiful…I know you're her brother, but even you have to admit that…and she is so graceful…as long as sports are not involved…and…I don't know…she is so girlie and classy…that's it…she has class. And my friend Carly is the same way…not as girlie as Amber but has class. And…well…I don't and it bugs me sometimes. I ask myself why would a girl like Amber would want to date me. Hell she asked me out! And then why a girl like Carly would want to be my best friend. Sure we met when we were like six, but she stayed by my side and my best friend all theses years. Yeah we had some differences but I always thought of her as my best friend. Fuuuuck…I don't know…maybe I am just so sleepy I am rambling on."
Patrick put his arm around Sam and pulled her to him, "Sam its ok if you want to be more feminine at times. I'll tell you what I saw when I first met you…I saw a very beautiful blonde girl. And yeah I know Amber is well…Amber. She is pretty, feminine, and charming…but that is her. Plus my mom had a lot to do with it. My mom was one of those classic Southern ladies. Pretty, feminine, charming, and graceful…just like Amber. Except she was emotionally tough…like you…and she gave and taught Amber those things, except her toughness…and Amber learned from her and well…she has always been a girlie girl as you put it. I remember when she was like four or five and we would be constantly late for places because she insisted on trying to do her own hair and it would not turn out right…or so she thought." He smiled and Sam found herself snuggling close to him in a sisterly way. She liked the feeling of pretending he was her older brother. Patrick even held her tighter, "Sam, I don't know your friend Carly, but I know Amber and you mentioned why they choose to either date you or be your friend, well ask yourself that same question but in a different way. Why did they choose you? They see something in you that you don't see in yourself. Don't change you for other people. If you want to change for you then by all means do so, but not for somebody who does not truly give a damn for you. And, Sam, you do have class…a lot of class."
Sam pried herself from Patrick's arms and kissed his cheek, "Thanks…I…well…thanks. Guess I'm going to bed…unless you want to sit up and get drunk…no?...Well night then." She grinned at him and then gave her a questioning look.
"Yeah, go ahead. I was just teasing about sleeping in her bed anyway."
Sam gave him an evil smile over her shoulder as she walked up the small flight of stairs to Amber's room, "Hey, Patrick?"
"Yeah." He answered without looking at her.
"I like me the way I am and just asked you that to find something out."
"What was that?"
"Oh…I just knew you had the hots for me all this time and wanted you to admit it…but I am just not into boys…sorry." She laughed when she heard him chuckle and quietly walked into Amber's room, took off her clothes, and got into bed. She felt Amber scoot closer to her as she fell asleep still not knowing what she was going to do about the girl next to her.
Around two the next Afternoon, Sam told Amber she had to go home and do some things around her house. Not a total lie. She did want to clean up a little and get some clothes; she got used to the place being clean when Amber lived there, and get her mail. Truth was, she was getting annoyed with Amber. First she had a major pouting fit when she saw Sam had worn the blue dress out with Carly. A dress she brought the blonde and never wore when she asked her to. Sam tried to explain they went to a fancy restaurant and had to dress up, but Amber would just go on and on in her passive aggressive way about it. Then there was the fact Amber kept telling Sam how much she loved her and asking the blonde over and over to tell her she loved her to. It was driving Sam crazy and she had to get out of there before she snapped and jumped out the window. Amber of course pouted when Sam told her she was leaving, but Patrick stepped in when he got back from the store and told Amber to give the other girl a break to which Amber screamed at her brother asking why he ever had to come back. It got so bad Patrick even asked Sam to take him with her. Sam laughed and took the bus home.
Patrick was in the kitchen marinating some pork chops for his and Amber…and maybe Sam if she came back…dinner he was going to grill when the door buzzer went off. He knew it was not Sam since she had a key and obviously felt she could come and go as she pleased. Amber was taking one of her pain pill induced naps and he was looking for a little bit of piece from her. He loved his little sister dearly and knew how she could be at times, but lately it was so much worse. She never acted this spoiled, this needy, this manipulative in the past. He felt it had to do with Sam being there out of guilt. He could see through it and knew the blonde girl no longer loved his sister. He was sad for Amber but also knew she was wrong to try and guilt Sam into loving her. He also thought it was wrong that Sam would not step up and get over her guilt and tell Amber the truth before it got to out of control. He sighed, yeah and this from someone who has never been in love and has no fucking clue what those two are going through relationship wise. Hell girls are hard enough to figure out alone and God help us when we have two that are dating one another. Patrick washed his hands and went to get the intercom and told the person to come on up without asking who it was. Two minutes later the doorbell rang and the young man opened it to find an extremely beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen standing there fidgeting. She was taller than most girls her age and had long thick black hair and healthy ivory colored skin. She looked at Patrick and he noticed how lovely her dark eyes were. So haunting and mysterious looking; he liked those eyes. Nice legs too, he noted when he saw her long legs sticking out from under her short jean skirt.
"Umm…hey…yeah…Hi…I'm Carly…Carly Shay. Your Amber's brother right?" She asked in a very pleasant voice and stuck out her hand while she stared at him.
Patrick grinned and thought it was very cute and shook it, "Yes, Patrick St. Claire. Nice to meet you, Carly, your Sam's friend, right?"
Carly held her breath when he took her hand and felt like she was going to melt. The man who entered her sexual fantasies on occasion…well more than occasional…was staring at her with a very adorable boyish grin on his face. Carly stood the frozen for a moment as she looked into those wonderful blue eyes and stood there smiling like a village idiot. She was snapped out of it when he cleared his throat.
"Umm…can I have my hand back now?"
"Oh…damn sorry. Umm yeah, I'm Carly…damn I said that huh…nice to meet you, Patrick." She could have kicked herself a dozen times. She was so nervous about being there. First she was there to talk to a girl she hated and second her super hot brother had to be there as well. And to top it all off this man in front of her could possibly have saved her fathers life.
"Sam's not here. She left a while ago and went home for a bit. She may be back later…I was going to call her in a few."
"Oh…well…I'm here to see Amber. If I may, I would like to speak with her for a moment." Carly said very formally and finally got a hold of her self.
"Sure, I think she may be asleep through. I can check and…"
"Paaaatriick! Who is it? If it's one of my friends you be nice to them! If it is one of my girlfriends I hope you are wearing a shirt…I hate when they act all stupid and drool over you." Patrick smiled at the voice screaming from the bedroom. Carly smiled and blushed…apparently I'm not the only one who thinks he's hot.
"Well guess she's awake. Come in and excuse me while I yell back." He smiled and motioned for her to come in the house.
"It's Carly…Carly Shay! She said she needs to talk to you!" Carly giggled.
"Oh shit! Wait a minute!" Carly and Patrick heard Amber yell back and then heard a loud thump from the room as if someone fell. Carly giggled again but sobered up when she saw a look of concern flash across Patrick's face. She was glad he did not see her giggle. Then they heard from the room, "Damn, damn, damn…I'm ok…just give me a minute!"
Patrick smiled at Carly, "She needs a minute. Care for something to drink?"
Amber was in bed awake from her nap for about an hour and idly listening to Patrick rummage around the kitchen humming some stupid song. She was still mad at him for taking Sam's side about the blonde leaving. She wanted Sam to stay with her. She even told her girlfriend her brother would go get her clothes and other essentials. Sam laughed and said there was no way he was going to touch her panties, plus she knew she was going to get her period soon and needed to get her more feminine things. Amber gave in, she had no choice, but she was not happy with her brother. Or her self. She knew what she was doing. She was trying to guilt Sam into staying with her. She was manipulating the blonde to love her again. Amber knew it was wrong, but she felt it would make Sam love her again so it would be ok. She knew if Sam stayed she would love her like she used to and if she had to use guilt or manipulation she would. She was going to get Sam back and soon Sam would forget about that bitch Carly Shay. Amber felt she could live with the guilt of her actions when Sam loved her once more. She heard the door buzzer and a few minutes later she heard the door bell and Patrick talking to someone…someone female. She knew it was not Sam because Sam had the door code and a key and would just walk in. At first she thought it was Ran and excitement ran through her and it was soon replaced with hate. She did not want to see her former friend…or so she told herself. She sat up in the bed.
"Paaaatriick! Who is it? If it's one of my friends you be nice to them! If it is one of my girlfriends I hope you are wearing a shirt…I hate when they act al stupid and drool over you." Amber giggled, she liked embarrassing her friends when it came to her brother, plus it embarrassed him as well and she was still mad at him.
"It's Carly…Carly Shay! She said she needs to talk to you!" Amber's good eye went wide. "Oh shit! Wait a minute!" She threw the blanket off her. What is that bitch doing here to see me? Oh God…I look like hell…of all people to come see me looking like this it has to be her! Hell…my legs are not even shaved…thank God she can't see that! Amber thought as she got out of bed slowly. She was going to try and make it to the bathroom and at least brush her hair and put on some type of makeup. Oh God, Oh God…why her! Anyone else and she would not have cared this much…or none at all. Normally she would but she had a wonderful excuse to look bad but…but Carly Shay…dear God…why her?" Even looking her best, Amber thought she could never look as good as Carly did when that girl looked her worse. She was the only person that made Amber feel inferior. Amber got out of bed to fast and tripped over her blanket. It hurt her ribs when she fell, but she did not care. She had to make herself look better when Carly came into the room. And knowing my mean brother, he'll bring her in just so he can see me squirm.
"Damn, damn, damn…I'm ok…just give me a minute!" She yelled and winced in pain as she got up. She made it to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and brushed her hair, yelping in pain as the brush hit the still swollen knot where Maria kicked her, which caused her concussion, and then threw the brush into the sink. ARRRRGH! Why does it matter…she is going to walk in all perfect and smug anyway! She crawled back into bed and brought the covers up to her chin. "Patrick…she can come in!" She yelled.
A few seconds Carly entered the room and Amber sighed, Yeah…perfect! She took note of how Carly's hair naturally fell across her shoulders and a few locks fell across her front to slightly cover her breasts in a sexy way. She was wearing a short jean skirt and simple light red sweater and a pair of black boots. I HATE HER! Amber screamed in her head but gave her most charming smile, which hurt her lip terribly, as Patrick led Carly into the room. He gave her a look that read be nice and left the two girls alone. Amber smiled smugly as she noticed Patrick did not give Carly a second look but Carly's eyes followed her brother's form until her was out of her vision. Ha! And he did not even look twice at you, bitch…not as perfect as you thought you were huh? She giggled in her head.
Carly brought her attention back to Amber and noticed her look and blushed, "Your ummm…brother seems umm nice."
"Yeah I real peach." Amber replied sarcastically, "To many girlfriends through…God I get tired of them calling me and crying about how he broke their hearts or used them just for sex…all the time." Amber lied…there was no way you are going to get your claws in my brother, bitch!
Carly frowned a little at that and Amber laughed manically in her mind, "So…what brings you to the devils den, Carly Shay?"
Carly looked at Amber and got her first real look at the girl. Oh my God…what did they do to her? That poor girl…that poor poor girl! She knew for the first time she was making the right choice in why she came to see her rival. Amber saw the look on her face.
"Yeah…looks bad…but I'll live so don't get your hopes up. Again, what brings you here? Come to make fun of the freak? Maybe take a few pictures and pass them around at school so you jerk friends can laugh at me too?"
Carly looked at the floor. "Look, Amber…you know as well as I do it wasn't easy for me to come here but I did come here for a reason..."
"Well that reason is not here. She may be back later, but not now." Amber interrupted. Yeah I can be a bitch…but better to start than allow her to get the upper hand. My house, my rules, bitch!
"Damn it, Amber…this is not about Sam! Please listen to me…ok?"
Amber heard the tome of Carly's voice and her bitchy attitude melted a little. The girl sounded a little upset and sincere. She nodded.
"Ok…sorry about that…anyway first I am sorry about what happened…real sorry. I never wanted to see you hurt…like this…and sorry. Second is…Amber…you have to tell the police! I know you know, Sam knows, and so do I. I know who did it…hell the whole school knows…" Carly explained her bathroom encounter with Maria. "…so you have to. I called them…the police…and they told me without your testimony there was nothing they could do. It would be just hearsay with me. But if you and I both tell them, there is a great chance they could convict them. Amber, you have to. Don't let them get away with it."
Amber turned her head, "I don't remember anything. I told the police. Sorry and thank you…but I don't remember. You can leave now."
"Amber…please…they cannot get away with it…"
"Why do you fucking care? Why? Does it make you feel noble to come into the room of a girl you hate and who hates you and act like St. Carly Shay of Seattle? Does it? I said I don't remember!" Amber yelled and started to cry.
"Amber…I'm sorry. I was not acting noble or saintly. It was…is the right thing to do. If you don't say something, Sam is going to take matters in her own hands…you know that." Amber looked back at Carly with tears in her eyes. "I have known Sam a lot longer than you…"
"Well I know her intimately." Amber shot back.
Carly sighed, not going the way she wanted, "Amber, I am not here to discuss who she likes better or who she loves more. Yeah, you know her in ways I never will, but I know her in a way you never will either. I know what she is capable of even if you refuse to believe it. If the police don't arrest those girls, Sam will do something terrible to them. Something so bad she could get arrested for. I know you don't want that."
Amber wiped her good eye, "No…but…sorry, Carly, I don't remember."
"Damn it, Amber, why? Why are you being so stubborn about it!"
Amber's eyes flashed in anger and she sat up in the bed, "What do you know? Where you in that bathroom that night? Did they…whoever they were…beat you to the point you thought they were going to kill you or to the point you wished they would just to make the pain and humiliation stop? Were you the one they…they…they made do things willingly just hoping they would stop? Were you the one begging them and telling them you would do anything if they would please just stop hurting you? No! I said I don't remember! Even if I did, what good would it do? They would hire a hotshot attorney and get off on some legal bullshit and then they would come back for me! And all I get out of it is having to relive what they did to me in front of a room full of strangers! I can't do that!" Amber lay back on her pillow and turned her head, "I'll talk to Samantha…and you too…she won't do anything if we both talk to her. Now I'm getting tired so could you please leave."
Carly sighed, "Sure…we'll talk to her and I hope she listens." She opened the door and turned around one more time to face Amber, "Why do you hate me so much? We never liked one another for a number of reasons. But when did that turn into such hate between us?"
Amber looked at her, "When you tried to take Samantha away from me. When did you start hating me so much?"
Carly looked at her, "Amber guilt is not love…remember that and to answer your question, I started hating you when you did take Sam away from me." She left the room and gently closed the door behind her. Carly was so mad she did not even stop and say goodbye to Amber's brother and left the apartment. She got into her car and slammed her hands on the steering wheel. "GOD I HATE THAT BITCH!" She screamed aloud.
Amber lay in her bed after Carly left and threw her pillow at the door. Amber knew Carly was right about two things, Sam would want revenge and she could go to drastic measures and second…guilt was not love and Amber knew what she had to do…and it took Carly Shay to make her see it. "GOD I HATE THAT BITCH!" She screamed at the door. She looked at her pain pills debated if she should take one. She decided not to since she was not in much pain and she hated the way they made her feel loopy and tired. "Paaatrick! Could you bring me a Tylenol?" She called out to her brother.
Sam showed up for dinner and thought the pork chops were great and complimented Patrick on his grilling. Later that night the three sat in the living room watching a movie Sam rented and brought over, well Patrick and Sam trying to watch and Amber chatting away with Sam. The Goth girl got tired of being told to be quite by both her brother and girlfriend and went to take a shower. Amber was in the shower and as she washed her small body she frowned has she soaped her private area around her crotch. Damn I need a wax. I need to get Patrick to drive me to the saloon. She looked at her finger nails and decided she would include a manicure as well. Amber shaved her legs with a razor she stole from Patrick and trimmed her pubic area as best she could, she much preferred waxing since it did not have stubble the next day, and washed her hair. I wonder if I can have sex tonight? God I am sooo horny! And…it could be…no not now…later, think of it later…not now!
Amber finished her shower and got put on her pink pajama pants and a plain blue tee shirt. When she got back to the living room she saw her brother and Sam were watching the movie intensely and frowned. She hated this face paced unbelievable action movies. She sat down and picked up a fashion magazine and looked through it until the movie was over. When the closing credits were rolling on the television screen Amber faked a yawn and looked at Sam.
"Umm…I'm tired…guess I'll go to bed. Aren't you tired too Samantha?" Sam knew that look in Amber's eye and she glanced at Patrick. He did not seem to notice as he started picking up the used glasses and bowls that contained popcorn kernels.
"Yeah…guess so…I need to brush my teeth first since I have popcorn stuck in them." Sam was horny as well; she had not had sex since that night almost two weeks ago when she used Amber as her booty call. She doubted Amber could do anything…much…but both girls always did enjoy watching one another masturbate on occasions…Sam smiled.
The two girls lay in the bed facing one another. Both girls were naked and Amber gently kissed Sam, "I can't do much…but maybe we could try to full around…I am so horny."
Sam grinned, "Me too…I'll go easy and if it hurts stop me…ok." Amber nodded with a smile and then a moaned as Sam's hand touched her inner thigh and gently spread her legs. Amber rolled to her back and let Sam continue to please her with her fingers as she place her own hand on Sam's belly and caressed it down to her pubic area. After a while Amber gasped out a pleasing orgasm and Sam soon followed. It was not as mind blowing as their normal ones and left them both wanting more, but Amber said her ribs were hurting after breathing so hard. She brought her hand to her lips and licked the fingers that had been inside the blonde.
"I'm sorry, Samantha…I wish I could do more for you. I know you are not satisfied." Amber said sadly.
"It's ok, Amber, it is going to take a while for you to heal…it was nice…don't worry about it. I know how well you can please me. We'll wait until you feel better." Sam kissed Amber's lips and tasted herself and it aroused her even more.
"I love you Samantha…you know that don't you? Do you know when I fell in love with you?"
Sam shook her head. She really did not want to do this right now with her conflicted feelings so she would let Amber talk.
"Well…I always had a crush on you from the first time a friend of mine told me to watch ICarly. I used to try to watch every episode just to see you. I was crushing bad. But I truly fell in love with you when I first had the nerve to approach you in the coffee shop that day…remember. I saw you and had to beg another waitress to let me take your table. We were so slow that day and I had to promise her my tips for the next five days for her to swap." Amber smiled and Sam could not help but smile as well as affection for Amber rushed through her and she brushed locks of hair away from the Goth's face. "Then you were acting so grumpy…of course I did not know why then…and I was so scared."
Sam chuckled, "You didn't act like it. I thought, 'who is this crazy girl sitting at my table', and you just kept talking. I thought it was cute the way you did that. Oh, I was pissed and wishing you would have minded your own business, but I found you strange and I was intrigued by you as well. I also remember when you walked away I thought you had a hot ass."
Amber blushed, "Well I was terrified. I hear about your reputation and everything but I just had to meet you officially. I did not know you were gay then…no one did…but I just had to talk to you. So I sat down and just started rambling…anyway that was the day I truly fell in love with you." Amber kissed Sam on the cheek and Sam noticed she had a tear running down her right eye.
"Amber, baby it's ok…don't cry."
Amber sniffled, "No Samantha…it's not ok…Carly came to see me today…" Amber explained what was said …"and I can't go to the police, Samantha, please don't make me. I would go if you tell me to…but please don't make me. I…I'm scared…real scared of them. You know who did it…I know who did it…and I…they scare me, Samantha, and then I cannot relive what they did to me. I…I am not going back to that school. I can't go back. Patrick and I talked about it after Carly left…by the way I acted terrible to her so please tell her it was kind of her to do what she did….anyway, I am going to another school and…well we made other decisions as well. So make me two promises, that is all I ask of you…and…and I will make a deal with you if you promise me." Amber said as another tear ran down her cheek. She was not sobbing but crying softly.
Sam nodded and brushed the tear away from Amber, "First, Promise me you won't tell anyone I remember and know who it was…not even Patrick…promise me. And second…promise me you won't do anything to them…just let it go, Samantha. I don't want you to get in trouble. They are not worth it and neither am I…promise me these two things and…and…I'll…I'll…let you go." Tears started running down Amber's cheeks harder and she gave a small choking sob. Sam opened her mouth to protest.
"Shhh…no Samantha, please let me finish. When we first started dating people came to me and asked why. They told me things like 'yeah she's one of the hottest girls in school, but she is so mean and tough' and they told me of your temper…which I have seen." Amber placed her finger on Sam's lip when she was going to talk, "Shhh…please don't apologize…I…I did things to make you mad on purpose…of course that was no excuse…anyway people told me those things and more, but I saw in you something different…something more. Remember when we went camping and I got bit by that stupid snake and freaked out and you told me it was just a little non poison one and I would be ok…but I still freaked. I expected you to tease me and make fun of me, but you just held me all night and whispered in my ear I was going to be ok and you took care of me. And when you drug me to the beach over the summer and I got stung by that jelly fish and got that horrible sunburn and you took care of me and comforted me for that week. You put medicine on me and…you were there for me. And now…oh, Samantha, I have been so terrible and…and…I have tried to get you to love me…to make you love me…and you have been nothing but kind and nice to me. Patrick told me you think it is your fault…it is not…it is no one's fault. Those girls would have jumped me another time. Anyway, that is what I tell people who ask why I am dating you. I tell them you are kind, caring, sweet, and a wonderful person. I see that in you even when others don't. So…Samantha give me those two promises and…and I will let you go. I love you, God I love you so much…but I know…I know you don't love me. I see it in your eyes. I thought I could guilt you or manipulate you into loving me and that is so wrong. I know you care for me…but that is not love. So promise me, Samantha, and you are free of me. I love you, baby, and…and it is breaking my heart to let you go…but…but…Samantha, if I kept on and on and tried to get you to love me, you would grow to hate me…and…and I could not live with your hate. So please promise me. And don't ever hate me. And…don't start dating right away…that would kill me too." Amber had tears running down her check. Sam knew the girl was referring to Carly
Sam felt sad and relieved. She felt she did not love Amber, but she cared for the girl a great deal, "Amber…I…don't act so silly…first…I promise I will not do anything to those bitches. I want to kill them…I mean really kill them, but I promise I won't. And I won't tell anyone either…that is between us. Just stop being silly and go to sleep. I have school in the morning and we'll talk more later." Sam kissed Amber forehead, "Now go to sleep."
Amber turned over and pressed herself to Sam and Sam gently wrapped her arms around the girl and she felt Amber's body twitch gently and knew she was crying. She wanted to say something…to try and comfort the other girl, but she couldn't. She knew as well as Amber there would be no talk tomorrow or no later between them. Sam knew when she left to go to school she would not be coming back unless it was as a friend. Sam also knew Amber knew. She felt Amber press harder against her.
"Just one more night, Samantha, just hold me one more night." Amber said quietly through her tears. Sam felt her hand being brought up to Amber's lips and kissed gently, "I love you Samantha…I will always love you." Amber whispered to herself, but Sam heard her. Sam pressed her head into Amber's back and felt tears of her own run down her cheeks.
Sam got up the next morning, took a shower, and got dressed without waking Amber. Sam kissed the girl on her forehead, "You are a lovely, beautiful, remarkable, girl, Amber…and in a way I will always love you too." She whispered and snuck downstairs and quietly left the apartment without waking Patrick either. The previous night he told her he would give her a ride to school, but she left earlier to catch the bus. Sam was about to sneak out the door when she stopped and looked around the large apartment. She smiled sadly since she knew this would be her last time there. She sighed, promised not to cry, prayed Patrick would not hate her, and left. Sam rode to school with mixed feelings. She felt sad about Amber but happy she could finally tell Carly how she felt. She was determined to tell Carly how she loved her. Sam knew her friend knew she was attracted to her, but she was going to confess her love today. She also hoped she would not see Tiffany, Kiesha, or Maria at school and hoped she could keep her promise to Amber.
At lunch Sam was sitting at the Dingo with Carly and they were chatting happily. Sam had yet to tell her friend about her and Amber or her true feelings; she would do so when Carly took her home. Sam looked up as a shadow fell across the table.
"Hey, Sam…Carly…umm…got a second." It was Jason.
"Sure, Jason, sit." Sam said.
Jason sat down, "Umm…how's Amber doing?"
"Good…a lot better. Umm…Jason, how come Ran has yet to come visit her? Hell she did not even show up in the hospital. I heard she has not been in school most of last week and she is not here today. Is she that sick?" Sam asked.
Jason shrugged, "Hell I don't know…she won't talk to me. I have tried to call and visit and she refuses to see me. I…I guess she feels guilty about Amber."
Carly glanced at Sam and back at Jason, "Why…why would she?"
Jason explained about that night to the two girls, leaving out the sex portion. "Jason, tell her it is not her fault…I felt the same way…but Amber told me…well…I can't tell you what she told me, but she knew it was no ones fault." Sam said when Jason finished his tale. "Look, dude, you have got to talk to her…hell I'll try…Amber…well…Amber needs her, man. She and I…well we decided…very calmly by the way…to not date and just be friends...after a while when we can be. So you see Amber needs Ran at this moment. She is still shaken up and said she was not coming back here to school but going to another one."
Jason stood, "I'll try, but she won't talk to me…but I'll try. Anyway, glad Amber's doing good and I would like to see her…if she wants to see me. See ya." He walked away.
Carly stared at Sam with a shocked look on her face, "Sam, you did not tell me the two of you broke up. I…well…I'm surprised."
Sam gave Carly a cold look and then softened, "Please, Carls, not now. We'll talk later after school."
Carly smiled, "Great…I want to tell you something too."
Amber woke to find her bed empty and looked at her clock. It was a little after ten. She got up and put her pink pajama bottoms on and her tee shirt. She walked from her bedroom and smelled coffee from the kitchen. She knew Patrick would be up…he never slept late. She walked past the kitchen and saw him sitting at the dinning room table reading the paper. Amber frowned at his need to follow the news everyday. He looked up and smiled at her.
"Well, good morning, sleeping beauty, want some breakfast?"
Amber walked over to him, pulled the paper from his hands and tossed it on the floor, grabbed his hand, and led him to the couch in the living room without a single word. Patrick gave her an odd look but did not say anything and Amber pushed him to the couch, sat on his lap, placed her arms around his neck, buried her head in his chest, and started sobbing. Patrick put one arm around her gently, careful not to squeeze her ribs, and placed the other on her head.
"Oh…poor baby, I am so sorry, Amber…so sorry." Patrick knew Sam left for good. He could sense it.
Amber cried for twenty more minutes and neither said a word. Patrick knew his sister would talk when she wanted to. Now she just needed him to hold her. After a while Amber pulled back and looked up at him, "Patrick…she…she didn't love me anymore…I…I had to let her go. She…she didn't love me anymore." Amber cried in such anguish Patrick felt a deep sadness in his heart for his sister.
"Shhh…she still cares about you, Amber, a great deal or she would not have been here or stayed with you in the hospital. Shhh…its ok baby…she may not be in love with you, but she loves you."
"But…but I wanted her to be in love with me…I love her, Patrick…I love her so much and it hurts…it hurts worse than anything. It hurts like when mommy and daddy died. It hurts like that Ran does…well…it fucking hurts so bad."
Patrick stoked her hair, "I wish I could tell you how I understand or how you feel…but I can't. I've never been in love like that. But you will get past it. It takes time. It will go away."
"But…but I don't want it to…I mean…I want the pain to stop…but I don't want the love to go away." Amber cried and placed her head back in his chest.
"I'm sorry, baby, I am so sorry."
Amber looked up at him and smiled weakly, "Well don't ever fall in love…love sucks!" Patrick chuckled, "Patrick, thank you for coming home…I have been a brat lately…but thank you for coming home to me." Patrick kissed her forehead, "Do you…am I going to like living in Savannah, Georgia?"
Patrick smiled, "Yeah…it's a great city and I have a great job there with that plant I told you about. They are going to hire me as the assistant plant foreman…thanks to a buddy of mine from the marines…and we already have a nice townhouse rented in the historical district…you'll love it. The school is great to. Byung is going to place our apartment on the market and since mom and dad had made arrangements for it to be paid off after they died we can buy you your own car. You'll like it…just have to get used to the way they talk…I find it sexy in the girls. But we will be fine. I can be home all the time now."
"C…c…could we go visit some of the places mommy grew up around? I would like to see them. I know we don't have any relatives there since grandpa and grandma died before I was born…but maybe we could look up some of mommy's old friends she used to stay in touch with. I…I would like that…to see the places she did when she was my age and to know what kind of friends she had when she was a girl."
Patrick smiled, "Of course, baby, we can. It would be fun."
Amber smiled and wiped her eyes, "Well…we are leaving in what…four days? Boy, we got a lot of packing to do." She kissed his cheek and placed her head back in his chest, "Patrick…do you love me?"
"Oh, Amber…of course I do…I love you very much. You are…well…you are my world, sis."
Amber looked up at him and gave him her most charming smile, "Good…then cook me some breakfast…I'm hungry."
Patrick laughed and picked her up and placed her on the couch and went to fix his sister some breakfast. He looked over his shoulder, "God…you are just like mom!" Amber smiled and knew it was one of the greatest compliments he ever gave her.