Ok, guys, I'm sorry I know it's short, but again I'd rather upload this than nothing 'cause I'm revising and doing homework tomorrow, so I'm not writing tomorrow, maybe the day after...I dunno, it depends on if you REVIEW!

As soon as I closed the door, Sam pounced on me, pushing me on the door and kissing me. I kissed her back and pushing her over to the couch. She started to remove and loosen my tie as I unzipped her dress at the back. She broke the kiss long enough for her to slip my tie over my head. She threw it somewhere in the room and resumed kissing me. She licked my lip asking for entrance, which I granted (why wouldn't I?) and she started unbuttoning my shirt. She slipped my shirt off and ran her hands down my back and my shoulders. I pulled her strapless dress down so it slipped off down to her ankles. She was left in a strapless black bra and her black underwear. She stepped out of the dress and kissed me again. We must have been kissing for about 20 minutes. She wound her fingers through my hair and clenched her hands into fists. She pulled a at my hair a little, not enough for it to hurt, but enough to make me groan My hands tangled through her long blonde hair, pulling her head back to lick and bite at her neck. Her hands trailed down my chest, running her nails lightly over my abs and chest first, and started to fiddle with my belt buckle. She fiddled with it for a while and then suddenly pulled it (with great force I might add) toward her. I groaned and she smiled. She undid my belt and then my button on my jeans. They fell to the floor around my feet. I moaned when I felt her fingers stroke my skin just above my boxers. I slipped my fingers under the ends of her strapless bra and hesitated. I looked in her eyes for approval. She slightly nodded and I slipped her bra off. Her arms instinctively rose to cover her chest. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them down by her sides and leant down to kiss her. She kissed me back, hungrily. I stepped out of my jeans and pushed back a bit so she was leaning against the kitchen side. I kissed her again and ran my hands down from her hair, down her sides, over her torso, down to her hips until I reached her underwear. I slowly slipped one of my fingers around the straps to lower them down, but as I did I noticed Sam's facial expression. As soon as I touched her underwear, she flinched and squeezed her eyes shut, like she was in pain. I immediately stepped away, I knew what was going on,
'It's him, isn't it?' I asked. She didn't say anything. She reached for my shirt that was thrown on the couch and put it on, 'Isn't it?' I asked, again while she was doing up the buttons. She nodded, her eyes tearing up. I stepped away and put my jeans back on,
'Freddie, I'm sorry' she said, 'I tried to-I mean I thought that it'd-' she started crying, 'I'm sorry, Freddie, I'm so sorry' she repeated, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' she mumbled out from under her hands which were now placed at her face. I stepped forward, and tried to pry her hands off her face,
'Hey, its ok' I whispered. She was still crying so I took her over to the couch and sat down. I pulled her into my lap and started stroking her hair while she cried,
'I hate this' she said after ten minutes and she'd just about stopped crying,
'What do you hate baby?' I asked,
'This. Me. What he's done to me. How it's affected me. How it's affected us.' She said, tearing up again. I hated seeing her like this. I hated seeing her cry. I hated knowing there was nothing I could do about it. A thought suddenly occurred to me,
'Sam, you do know none of this is your fault, right?' I asked, hesitantly,
'Of course it's not my fault, dumbass!' she exclaimed, hitting me on the shoulder,
'Just checking' I said,
'I just hate knowing that I can't do anything' she said,
'What do you mean?' I asked. She shifted around in my lap so she was facing me,
'I got away, Freddie' she said, pointing to herself, 'I got away, Freddie, I was lucky. But someone else, what if this happens to someone else? Someone like me? And they don't get away? What happens then?' she asked in a rush, 'and it drives me crazy to know that he's still out there' she said, 'and he knows where I could be, which is where I am' she was fully worried now, reminding herself about all of this, she was crying and breathing heavily, if she didn't calm down she was going to hyperventilate,
'Sam, baby' I warned her, taking her off my lap and shifting her beside me on the couch. I knelt in front of her on the floor, 'Sam, you're gonna hyperventilate, calm down' I said, she didn't say anything but kept breathing heavily, 'Sam, baby...' I said, getting worried now. I rushed into the kitchen and pulled open a multiple of draws before I found the right one. I filled a glass with water, grabbed a paper bag and sat down beside her, 'Sam, babe calm down' I said, giving her the bag. She took it and started breathing into it. After about a minute, her breathing slowed to a normal pace and I took the bag off her and replaced it with the glass of water. She took small sips as I placed my hand over hers. A while later, she put the glass down and stared at her hands,
'I'm sorry' she said after a while,
'Sam, don't-' I started, and pulled her into my lap again,
'No, really, I'm so much baggage and I don't want to be-maybe it's best if I just leave you alo-' I silenced her by kissing her once on the lips, softly,
'Don't you ever think about leaving me' I said. The corners of her lips slowly turned into a smile and she nodded. I started stroking her hair again,
'Ok' she whispered,
'I love you' I said,
'I love you, too' she replied. I smiled and started to get up,
'No' Sam pushed me down again, 'Stay' she said, 'I like the sound of your heartbeat' she said, quietly, 'it's calming' she admitted, 'just stay' she pleaded,
'As long as you want, baby' I replied and kissed her head.