It had been about a month since Sam had heard from her 'parents.' She smiled at the thought.
She was getting closer to Aidan in a way she couldn't explain. She had never had a friend before but she had never felt love either. Sam was totally confused at all these new emotions she was feeling.
Her smile grew as Aidan came and sat near her on the bed. Aidan wasn't much for talking, Sam had noticed. But she didn't much mind, she was the same.
She hadn't smashed any glass or mirrors lately so she was doing quite well for her usual. The room she'd had at 'home' was pretty thrashed. Nothing was neat or clean at all; but here it was a different story. At Rachel's, she was kind and gentle and courteous, nothing like she was back at 'home.' Sam hated herself to a smaller degree now but still she couldn't bring herself to par. She wasn't as she would have liked but she was changing herself nonetheless.
Aidan moved closer to her and placed an arm on her shoulder. A smile swept across his face as he leaned closer to her and kissed her cheek. "What are you thinking?"
"Me?" Sam asked, alarmed he had said anything to her.
"No, the monster in your closet! Of course you!" His smiled widened enormously whilst he joked.
"Oh, I don't know. Nothing really, I guess," she laughed back.