This is way later than I meant to update! Sorry! It's been thunderstorming all day and such. Loki pissed off Thor again, I presume. Anyways, here you go! Enjoy!
Samey felt a jolt of surprise, but it was covered with suspicion. She had learned to always be suspicious. She stared at him. "You're. . .actually talking to me?"
His kind smile seemed a little sad. "Yeah."
"But I thought. . .I thought you hated me." Samey was fully confused. Topher sighed, looking guilty.
"No. Technically, I never hated you. I was mostly just upset. I really did think you were turning on me like Amy said. I realized when you took the shot for me, you were telling the truth. I should've never doubted you."
Samey felt her heart heal. Was this really happening? Was he understanding? Or. . .was she still in her preppy pony dream?
"It makes sense that you'd doubt me. I was really harsh. . .I didn't mean any of it, I swear!" Samey added, panicking.
"I know you weren't now. It just hurt earlier." Samey bit her lip.
"I didn't want to. It was that or have Amy torture me worse. I just figured. . . I won't see you again after the show. Maybe you'd forget about me and stuff, you know?" Topher nodded, patting her hand.
"It's true that we might not see each other after the show, but. . ." He looked directly at her. "There is no way I could ever forget you, Sammy."
Samey felt her cheeks get hot. Thank God she was Sammy again. It felt better that way.
He could never forget about me? Is that. . .is that good? Or . . .does that mean he'd remember I'm a freak? She realized she was just sitting there, thinking. She had to say something back.
"I don't think I could ever forget you either," she said quietly. That was pathetic!
Topher chuckled. "You know, I'm surprised you didn't shoot Sugar yourself."
Sammy's eyes widened. "You mean we did win?"
Topher shook his head. ". . .No. When she shot at you, my first instinct was to check on you. She shot me in the butt. At least it wasn't my face." he looked relieved. She couldn't believe how happy he seemed though they lost.
"That's why I took the shot for you," Sammy tried smiling. "I know you care a lot about your image."
Topher smirked. "When you look like me, you have to." They both laughed.
Silence fell between the two, and Sammy sighed. "I'm probably going home tonight."
Topher raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"I shot Amy out of the game. You know, a team member?"
Topher stared at her for three seconds before falling into laughter. "Oh my God. . .that is just. . ." He laughed harder. "I knew you had it in you! I told you!"
Sammy's smile was dry. "It's not funny. She's going to kill me and cannon my dead body home."
Topher calmed down. "I'm not voting you off, I promise you that. I want her gone. Or Max. He really didn't help today."
"Thank you for not choosing me to go home. I'm not voting you off either. You almost won it for us."
"It could've been you that won it." Sammy smiled brighter, shrugging.
"Some people are worth being shot for," she said, looking bashful.
Topher's eyes were filled with joy. "Now, before Sugar came along, you were going to say something. What was it?"
Sammy's stomach twisted. Why did he have to remember that? Oh, God, she couldn't tell him! Could she? What would happen? Sammy, you got yourself this far, you have to do it. You have to do what you want to do. Don't be afraid.
She felt sick. Was this even a good time.
She felt Topher's strong warm hand tale her smaller and gentler one. He smiled. "Don't keep secrets. If you had the guts to say it earlier, I bet you can say it now."
*Topher in confessional from a little earlier*
"I wonder what she had to say. All I heard was 'I lo.' What does that mean? I lo. . ." -perks up- "I love Chris McLean's work just as much as you!" -snaps fingers- "Got it!"
He was waiting to hear the words. He was so excited to start talking about Chris's biographical life with her. They really were friends!
But that's not what came out of her mouth. Instead she said quietly, looking into his eyes, "Topher. . .I. . .I love you."
Instead of replying, Topher sat there. This wasn't what he expected at all. . . He couldn't say I love you back- he didn't know if he did love her.
Finally, out of his mouth came the word "Oh."
Oh. Somehow, Sammy expected that. Somehow, she knew it was never going to work her way. Tears stung in her eyes. She didn't want to cry about it in front of him. She got up quickly, holding out a calm look.
"I'm sorry, I'm an idiot. I didn't mean to say it. Let's. . .forget this. . .o-okay?" She ran off to the confessional. That seemed to be her only safe haven. She didn't even look back when he called her name.
*Sammy in confessional*
-bawling-"Wh-why do I. . .why am I s-st-stupid enough to. . .to try?" -buries head in knees-
On everyone's death wish list is Amy, Topher, and I. I can already figure that out. Oopsies