Sam's POV
"You wanted to tell me something?" I ask, although I have a pretty good idea what he wants to talk to be about. So i start getting my answers prepared and only half listen
"Yea, umm, well I just got your letter of resignation...and...Why are you leaving? When did you decide that you were leaving? When were you going to tell me? Where are you going? We need you here"
"First of all my personal life is no business of yours. But if you really need to know, I am leaving because I have been in this city too long. I decided this about a week ago, and I was going to tell you when I got a chance." I tell him, pretending not to notice all the looks we are getting.
"That is a stupid reason to leave, and you know that. I know you are lying, I know you."
"That's funny, because..."I am cut off by Luka kissing me.
"I love you Sam, more than you know. I thought the feeling would go away after we broke up, but it is still here. You cant leave Sam, we need you here, and more importantly I need you here. Please, don't leave, I love you, I need you to stay, and I am willing to do anything for us to be together again," Luka says with tears running down his cheeks.
"Luka, stop, you're with Abby. You're having a baby with Abby. Don't do this to yourself, and your child. Abby can give you what you want. And I am leaving." I say, trying to keep the tears from falling. That kiss made me feel things that I missed.
"Sam, I don't love Abby the way that I love you. Sam, just do me one favor, look me in the eyes and tell me that you do not love me."
"I can't do that Luka. The truth is, I still love you, but I cannot fool myself any longer. I need to get away, away from Chicago, away from Steve..." Shit i just told him about Steve returning.
"Steve? I thought he was in jail."
"He is, but he is being transferred to Chicago, and I am getting away while I still have the chance."
"Sam, don't run from Steve, I will protect you. Like I said before, I want to be with you." And with that I pull him in for a passionate kiss, not thinking about the consequences, about how I am going to leave tomorrow morning, about my future. I just think about him. I am too engrossed in the kiss to notice that he has picked me up, and is carrying me to his car.
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