A/N: its been a while, 2 months to be exact. I'm really really sorry, I
didn't update sooner, but I've been thinking really hard about what to do
with the story. Fine, I admit it, I was busy! Anyway I hope you like the
choice I made; it was Karena's idea which won (Check Reviews.)!
Congratulations! This chapter will all be POVs. I want all of you to know
what the characters are thinking and feeling. As always both compliments
and criticism are eagerly awaited and demanded.( MORE REVIEWS PLEASE!!!!
Disclaimer: the BSC isn't mine
Sam's POV: I don't know what's going on with Stacey. She was back to her usual affectionate and loving self after the sleepover. I guess Kristy spoke to her. I sure hope her good mood is there to stay. It's at times like this, that I thank God for her so much; the only thing missing would be a child, a child to be the best of both of us, a combination of Samuel and Anastasia Elizabeth. of Stacey and Sam. I pray that in time, she will learn to accept that she can't possibly protect herself alone. Stacey's attitude is something along the lines of 'it's me against the world.' I know she's been through quite a shock, but it gets quite annoying. I'm only trying to help and protect her. I don't think I'm being overprotective of her, I'm doing what I can and am supposed to, in my capacity as her husband. When I married her, I promised her parents, myself and above all, God that I would care for her. I intend to carry that promise out completely, not out of duty, but out of love, because that's exactly what I feel for Stacey. I know she loves me too. But it would really help if she was less irritable towards me. Somehow, I can't help but go back to all the happy memories I have of and with her. I can still vividly remember her, when I first met her. She was baby-sitting for David Michael. She was so young, but she had a certain maturity and confidence that instantly attracted me to her. I also remember the time, she was 15 and her parents were fighting again, even if they weren't married. I did the only thing I could have possibly done, in such a situation, I held her in my arms, until her sobbing subsided. That was when I realized that what I had with her wasn't a fling but love. Sometimes, I wish it would go back to those days when things were so simple.
Stacey's POV
I love Sam with all my heart, there's no getting around that. I have, do and always will. I know I have been a bit bitchy towards him lately, but I've learned to live without any man protecting me, after Dad decided to live in NYC. When I was a kid, I wanted that kind of protection for so long, but was denied it. So, I convinced myself that I could live without. I'd be fine... Then here comes Sam, trying to protect me... It does make me feel happy and secure, like I almost always am, when I'm around Sam. But, hey, it's a big change. he should understand, he went through it himself didn't he? Sometimes, I wish I had a normal family life, like Claudia, I'd gladly take Janine, just so I wouldn't have these fears and inhibitions. I am aware that he's just worried about me. I saw his face when I woke up. It was probably a big shock for him to find me unconscious in our room. But, he'll have to learn to deal with that. I'm 22 years old. I have my limits. Sure, it was a good thing for him to learn how to take my blood sugar or basic first aid when it comes to diabetes, hell that saved my life. Most men, would have written, my scream off as my breaking a nail or something like that. Sam rushed up; to be sure I was fine. He knew that if he was wrong, he'd look stupid. He didn't care. But enough is enough; he can't shield me from all that's wrong. I love Sam; I hope our marriage will last forever. I just wish that we can get through this happier and more secure but most of all together forever.
Kristy's POV
It is like so obvious! Sam loves Stacey, Stacey loves Sam. Like duh! Anyone can tell. I knew it since Stacey first met him, the gleam in her eyes, the glow of her face, it was so obvious. And the night Sam proposed cinched everything. He had brought her up to the hills one night and begged her to marry him. The moment they got home, I knew something had changed. Stacey had a special radiance. She looked like she owned the world, her stride was more confident, than I have ever seen it. Sam looked exuberantly happy and he was standing so close, a bit too close to Stacey. I saw it in their smiles, plus of course, the fact that Stacey had tears in her eyes and Sam was openly sobbing. The lipstick on Sam's chin and neck also added to my suspicions. Sure enough, he, later, told us that he and Stacey were engaged. Having seen them together since the start, I can honestly say, I don't understand what's wrong. Sure, Stacey confessed to me her feelings of Sam being too overprotective, but you get that if you're the second oldest in a family as big as ours. Stacey knows that. But, I sincerely believe that they'll make it through, they've been married for two years now, since Stacey was 20. They have been together since she was fourteen. They were meant for each other. They're just going through a rough spot now. I'm happy that Sam can still talk to me and confide in me. That's one part of our relationship that I'll always cherish. Stacey's friendship means a lot to me. The sleepover reminded me that I could never live without my BSC friends. It's good that Stacey doesn't look at me as a scheming, evil witch the way some people look at their husband's sisters. Both Stacey and Sam are very important to me.
A/N same thing, next chapter may be a while, math, science, math, Filipino, social studies, math, Filipino, math, Filipino, math, math (have I mentioned Filipino and math?) get in the way. REVIEW!
Disclaimer: the BSC isn't mine
Sam's POV: I don't know what's going on with Stacey. She was back to her usual affectionate and loving self after the sleepover. I guess Kristy spoke to her. I sure hope her good mood is there to stay. It's at times like this, that I thank God for her so much; the only thing missing would be a child, a child to be the best of both of us, a combination of Samuel and Anastasia Elizabeth. of Stacey and Sam. I pray that in time, she will learn to accept that she can't possibly protect herself alone. Stacey's attitude is something along the lines of 'it's me against the world.' I know she's been through quite a shock, but it gets quite annoying. I'm only trying to help and protect her. I don't think I'm being overprotective of her, I'm doing what I can and am supposed to, in my capacity as her husband. When I married her, I promised her parents, myself and above all, God that I would care for her. I intend to carry that promise out completely, not out of duty, but out of love, because that's exactly what I feel for Stacey. I know she loves me too. But it would really help if she was less irritable towards me. Somehow, I can't help but go back to all the happy memories I have of and with her. I can still vividly remember her, when I first met her. She was baby-sitting for David Michael. She was so young, but she had a certain maturity and confidence that instantly attracted me to her. I also remember the time, she was 15 and her parents were fighting again, even if they weren't married. I did the only thing I could have possibly done, in such a situation, I held her in my arms, until her sobbing subsided. That was when I realized that what I had with her wasn't a fling but love. Sometimes, I wish it would go back to those days when things were so simple.
Stacey's POV
I love Sam with all my heart, there's no getting around that. I have, do and always will. I know I have been a bit bitchy towards him lately, but I've learned to live without any man protecting me, after Dad decided to live in NYC. When I was a kid, I wanted that kind of protection for so long, but was denied it. So, I convinced myself that I could live without. I'd be fine... Then here comes Sam, trying to protect me... It does make me feel happy and secure, like I almost always am, when I'm around Sam. But, hey, it's a big change. he should understand, he went through it himself didn't he? Sometimes, I wish I had a normal family life, like Claudia, I'd gladly take Janine, just so I wouldn't have these fears and inhibitions. I am aware that he's just worried about me. I saw his face when I woke up. It was probably a big shock for him to find me unconscious in our room. But, he'll have to learn to deal with that. I'm 22 years old. I have my limits. Sure, it was a good thing for him to learn how to take my blood sugar or basic first aid when it comes to diabetes, hell that saved my life. Most men, would have written, my scream off as my breaking a nail or something like that. Sam rushed up; to be sure I was fine. He knew that if he was wrong, he'd look stupid. He didn't care. But enough is enough; he can't shield me from all that's wrong. I love Sam; I hope our marriage will last forever. I just wish that we can get through this happier and more secure but most of all together forever.
Kristy's POV
It is like so obvious! Sam loves Stacey, Stacey loves Sam. Like duh! Anyone can tell. I knew it since Stacey first met him, the gleam in her eyes, the glow of her face, it was so obvious. And the night Sam proposed cinched everything. He had brought her up to the hills one night and begged her to marry him. The moment they got home, I knew something had changed. Stacey had a special radiance. She looked like she owned the world, her stride was more confident, than I have ever seen it. Sam looked exuberantly happy and he was standing so close, a bit too close to Stacey. I saw it in their smiles, plus of course, the fact that Stacey had tears in her eyes and Sam was openly sobbing. The lipstick on Sam's chin and neck also added to my suspicions. Sure enough, he, later, told us that he and Stacey were engaged. Having seen them together since the start, I can honestly say, I don't understand what's wrong. Sure, Stacey confessed to me her feelings of Sam being too overprotective, but you get that if you're the second oldest in a family as big as ours. Stacey knows that. But, I sincerely believe that they'll make it through, they've been married for two years now, since Stacey was 20. They have been together since she was fourteen. They were meant for each other. They're just going through a rough spot now. I'm happy that Sam can still talk to me and confide in me. That's one part of our relationship that I'll always cherish. Stacey's friendship means a lot to me. The sleepover reminded me that I could never live without my BSC friends. It's good that Stacey doesn't look at me as a scheming, evil witch the way some people look at their husband's sisters. Both Stacey and Sam are very important to me.
A/N same thing, next chapter may be a while, math, science, math, Filipino, social studies, math, Filipino, math, Filipino, math, math (have I mentioned Filipino and math?) get in the way. REVIEW!