Disclaimer: He's not cracking down easy folks, but I'm not giving up.;)
Chapter Thirty Three:
--Day 1 Of Hell--
Sam woke up to the sound of something hitting the tent, she thought maybe it was raining and decided to ignore it. She couldn't get back to sleep and the tent was filled with the sounds of snoring, so she decided maybe it was a good time to get up.
When she stepped out of the tent she realized it was still dark, she looked at her watch and grunted.
"4:30?" she asked out loud.
"Yeah." whispered a voice from behind her.
She was shocked to see Chad stepping out of the tent as well, she also caught site of something moving in the bushes.
"What are you doing up?" Sam asked turning her attention back to Chad.
"I woke up to someone leaving." he grunted.
"Sorry."
They both sat down at the picnic table and started talking, soon both Gail and Donald got up as well. Donald made a pot of coffee on the little grill thingy they had.
"Alright guys, I'm gonna go for a walk now." Sam said standing up.
"Wait up, I'll go with." Chad said throwing down his coffee and standing up as well.
"Alright, we'll see you guys later." Sam called back to Gail and Donald.
They were walking for about two minutes without saying anything, they were both pretty comfortable with that. While they were walking Chad saw a really hot girl, and wouldn't stop talking about her.
"Do you think she'd go out with me?" Chad asked out of nowhere.
"Who?" Sam asked.
"That girl, I'm thinking of asking her out."
"You didn't even say hi and you wanna go out with her already?"
"Yeah, why not? Life's to short."
"How about if we see her again?"
"Alright."
They were walking for a while, when Sam noticed that Mikey and Moe seemed to be following them. Every time Sam would look back Mikey would look at Moe, quite frankly it was pissing her off.
"I'm thinking of heading back." Chad said.
"Why?"
"I just really need some more sleep."
"Aw c'mon, don't go." she whined.
"Alright, fine."
They were walking for about five minutes when Moe finally spoke up.
"Hey Chad, wait up." he called running up to them.
"Hey man, what's up?" Chad asked startled.
"I didn't know you were going camping."
"I didn't know until I got up yesterday."
Sam noticed Mikey was trailing behind, he hadn't said anything to her since their last conversation. So Sam decided to trail behind as well, maybe they'd be forced to have a decent conversation.
"Hey." Sam said.
"Yeah, hey." he mumbled.
"Alright Sammy, I can't walk anymore I'm going back." Chad said slowing his pace.
"No, you can't go." Sam whined.
"Yeah Moe, I'm gonna head back as well." Mikey said looking over at Sam.
"Yo Chad it's alright, I'll walk with her." Moe said turning his attention to Chad.
"Alright, behave Sammy." Chad said walking away.
Sam and Moe stood there watching Mikey and Chad walk away, neither one of them said anything. They stood there until they couldn't see either one anymore, then continued walking.
"So, why did you wanna walk with me?" Sam asked.
"Well I wanted to talk to you earlier, but didn't get the chance to." he answered shrugging.
"What'd you wanna talk about?"
"Mikey."
"Don't even go there, we're having problems."
"I know, he's told me. I just wanted to let you know that not all of the Boscorelli's are like that, well except for the bullheaded part."
"I kinda figured that, but we can all be bullheaded."
"I guess so, I'm just saying we're not all jerks."
There was a while were there was silence, but Sam could actually handle it. Moe was actually very interesting, maybe a little to interesting. It wasn't long before Sam bumped into Moe and sent him down a hill, he fell down like a ton of bricks. Sam quickly made her way down to the bottom of the hill, she felt horrible.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry." she said when she reached him.
"It's alright, it's only my head." he said standing up holding the back of his head.
"Let me see." Sam said moving his hand and looking at it, it looked pretty bad. "Don't worry, it's not that bad."
"Don't lie to me, I can see the color red."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, I'll live."
"Not near me you wont, I seem to bring bad luck."
"There's no such thing as bad luck."
"If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all."
"It's fine really, I just wanna go back."
"Alright."
They walked back in complete silence, Moe didn't wanna say anything but it hurt like a bitch. Sam felt so horrible, she was such a klutz. Sam went to his camp site to explain what happened, but no one was there.
"It's alright Sam, you go back to you're camp site. I'll be fine, really." Moe said adding a smile for good measure.
"Alright, it's just I feel horrible." she answered looking down.
"It's okay, I've survived worse."
Without saying another word Sam went back to her camp site and went straight into the tent, she was exhausted. She layed there for a while thinking about Moe and how nice he was, too bad Mikey couldn't even act half way decent.
Sam listened to Gail and Donald talking, they were talking about the baby. Like how fun it would be and it's just what they needed, it got Sam thinking about her own baby. Maybe it was destiny that she have this baby alone, maybe it was like a test from the powers that be. Maybe it was a lot of things, but for now it wasn't an issue.
Sam soon fell asleep but her dreams were filled with Mikey, she couldn't shake how mad he'd get. Why was he being a jerk? What got them fighting in the first place? Then it finally hit her, all her problems pointed at Billy. That little bastard.
Chapter Thirty Three:
--Day 1 Of Hell--
Sam woke up to the sound of something hitting the tent, she thought maybe it was raining and decided to ignore it. She couldn't get back to sleep and the tent was filled with the sounds of snoring, so she decided maybe it was a good time to get up.
When she stepped out of the tent she realized it was still dark, she looked at her watch and grunted.
"4:30?" she asked out loud.
"Yeah." whispered a voice from behind her.
She was shocked to see Chad stepping out of the tent as well, she also caught site of something moving in the bushes.
"What are you doing up?" Sam asked turning her attention back to Chad.
"I woke up to someone leaving." he grunted.
"Sorry."
They both sat down at the picnic table and started talking, soon both Gail and Donald got up as well. Donald made a pot of coffee on the little grill thingy they had.
"Alright guys, I'm gonna go for a walk now." Sam said standing up.
"Wait up, I'll go with." Chad said throwing down his coffee and standing up as well.
"Alright, we'll see you guys later." Sam called back to Gail and Donald.
They were walking for about two minutes without saying anything, they were both pretty comfortable with that. While they were walking Chad saw a really hot girl, and wouldn't stop talking about her.
"Do you think she'd go out with me?" Chad asked out of nowhere.
"Who?" Sam asked.
"That girl, I'm thinking of asking her out."
"You didn't even say hi and you wanna go out with her already?"
"Yeah, why not? Life's to short."
"How about if we see her again?"
"Alright."
They were walking for a while, when Sam noticed that Mikey and Moe seemed to be following them. Every time Sam would look back Mikey would look at Moe, quite frankly it was pissing her off.
"I'm thinking of heading back." Chad said.
"Why?"
"I just really need some more sleep."
"Aw c'mon, don't go." she whined.
"Alright, fine."
They were walking for about five minutes when Moe finally spoke up.
"Hey Chad, wait up." he called running up to them.
"Hey man, what's up?" Chad asked startled.
"I didn't know you were going camping."
"I didn't know until I got up yesterday."
Sam noticed Mikey was trailing behind, he hadn't said anything to her since their last conversation. So Sam decided to trail behind as well, maybe they'd be forced to have a decent conversation.
"Hey." Sam said.
"Yeah, hey." he mumbled.
"Alright Sammy, I can't walk anymore I'm going back." Chad said slowing his pace.
"No, you can't go." Sam whined.
"Yeah Moe, I'm gonna head back as well." Mikey said looking over at Sam.
"Yo Chad it's alright, I'll walk with her." Moe said turning his attention to Chad.
"Alright, behave Sammy." Chad said walking away.
Sam and Moe stood there watching Mikey and Chad walk away, neither one of them said anything. They stood there until they couldn't see either one anymore, then continued walking.
"So, why did you wanna walk with me?" Sam asked.
"Well I wanted to talk to you earlier, but didn't get the chance to." he answered shrugging.
"What'd you wanna talk about?"
"Mikey."
"Don't even go there, we're having problems."
"I know, he's told me. I just wanted to let you know that not all of the Boscorelli's are like that, well except for the bullheaded part."
"I kinda figured that, but we can all be bullheaded."
"I guess so, I'm just saying we're not all jerks."
There was a while were there was silence, but Sam could actually handle it. Moe was actually very interesting, maybe a little to interesting. It wasn't long before Sam bumped into Moe and sent him down a hill, he fell down like a ton of bricks. Sam quickly made her way down to the bottom of the hill, she felt horrible.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry." she said when she reached him.
"It's alright, it's only my head." he said standing up holding the back of his head.
"Let me see." Sam said moving his hand and looking at it, it looked pretty bad. "Don't worry, it's not that bad."
"Don't lie to me, I can see the color red."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, I'll live."
"Not near me you wont, I seem to bring bad luck."
"There's no such thing as bad luck."
"If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all."
"It's fine really, I just wanna go back."
"Alright."
They walked back in complete silence, Moe didn't wanna say anything but it hurt like a bitch. Sam felt so horrible, she was such a klutz. Sam went to his camp site to explain what happened, but no one was there.
"It's alright Sam, you go back to you're camp site. I'll be fine, really." Moe said adding a smile for good measure.
"Alright, it's just I feel horrible." she answered looking down.
"It's okay, I've survived worse."
Without saying another word Sam went back to her camp site and went straight into the tent, she was exhausted. She layed there for a while thinking about Moe and how nice he was, too bad Mikey couldn't even act half way decent.
Sam listened to Gail and Donald talking, they were talking about the baby. Like how fun it would be and it's just what they needed, it got Sam thinking about her own baby. Maybe it was destiny that she have this baby alone, maybe it was like a test from the powers that be. Maybe it was a lot of things, but for now it wasn't an issue.
Sam soon fell asleep but her dreams were filled with Mikey, she couldn't shake how mad he'd get. Why was he being a jerk? What got them fighting in the first place? Then it finally hit her, all her problems pointed at Billy. That little bastard.