Wow longest chapter. I really hope you guys enjoy.
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A.N.- Some parts are italics and some is for a letter and some something else.
Sam smiled in her sleep, for tomorrow night she would be wed. She felt a light kiss placed upon her lips that stirred her.
"Wake up Princess." She moaned.
"I told you to wake me up Danny. That's one way of doing it." She murmured. Sam opened her eyes to an empty room.
"Danny." There was silence.
"Show yourself." She commanded, as Danny became visible.
"Guilty as charged. Did you like your wake up call?" She didn't answer, but the pink tint across her cheeks told otherwise.
"You're a quiet one aren't you? What if I did this?" He started tickling her, and she threw a pillow at his head.
"Danny get out." She threw another pillow which connected with his face.
"We shall meet again." Then he faded out of the room. Sam smiled as she grabbed her favorite dress. It was blue that was very loose at the bottom. She heard a knock on the door and when she opened it was wasn't surprised at her guest.
"Hey Love." Matt pecked her on the lips.
"Hey Matt." She replied.
"Are you excited?" She remembered that her wedding was tomorrow.
"Yea." She smiled outwardly, but inside all she could think of was Danny's answer.
"Hey Love, Do you want to go horseback riding?"
"Sure." She replied as he grabbed her hand, and the two ran off to the stables.
"Brother, I require your help."
"Speak." His voice sounded cold.
"Brother, Danny is in trouble. You have to help him." He turned back to his sister.
"Go tell Daniel to flee, he is in trouble."
"What about Sam?" Her voice was fearful.
"Her fate is already sealed, and you." He turned to her.
"Should not mess with it. Do you hear me?" She left near the portal.
"I will go. You never had a heart did you brother?"
"It died a long time ago." With his answer she disappeared.
She reappeared in Danny's room momentary surprising him.
"Danny, you must leave." Danny looked at her irritably.
"Why. Weren't you the one to say, win her at all costs." Emily sighed. You need to leave here as soon as you can."
"What about Sam?" He looked at the ghost. "I can't just leave her. She needs me." Emily looked frustrated.
"Go look out at the cliff. She is happy, she doesn't need you anymore. Matt is her hero now." Emily lied to Danny. It was the only way to get through to him. She disappeared leaving Danny alone. Danny ran out to the cliff.
"This one's name is Betsy. She is a kind gentle person, just like you." Sam tried to hide the blush on her face.
"What's your horse's name?"
"His name is Storm." Matt answered.
"What's that one's name?" Sam pointed to a black foal with a white star that rest faintly on her forehead.
"Star. She's the newest horse in the stable."
"She's beautiful." Sam stroked the horse gently as Matt mounted Storm.
"Ready?" Matt asked, as Sam mounted Betsy, and nodded towards Matt.
"Yit Yit." He said and the two horses were off.
"I'll race you to the beach." Matt challenged.
"Your on." As soon as the words came out of her mouth her horse started to gallop leaving Matt in the dust.
"Hey." She heard him yell then a second pair of hoof steps joined in her own.
"You got to be faster than that." She yelled over her shoulder.
"Not if I can help it." Matt's competitive side was let out. He pushed Storm and in no time he was ahead of Sam.
"See you on the beach." He yelled as he passed her. But to his surprise when he reached the beach Sam was already there. His eyebrows lifted in disbelief.
"How did you get down here?"
"By Horse." Sam teased. Matt's face turned to concern and nervous looks.
"Sam, you know I love you right?" The question taking her by surprise.
"Yes." She paused.
"What about Danny?" She sifted on her horse; the topic was really getting to her. Danny, that one name had brought so much pain and joy all at once. It was painful for her to say her answer.
"Danny… He's…" She realized she couldn't stop thinking about him.
"It's complicated." She answered.
"But let's not think about him. I'm no t marrying him." The two shared a kiss, only the restless horses pulled them apart. There was an awkward silence broken by Matt.
"Sam… you know I would never hurt you." What was with all these awkward questions?
"Of course. Why would you…"
She stopped herself. Why did Matt say such things? She was going to question it, but Matt quickly reassured her with another Kiss, but she turned away.
"Your hiding something Sam, I would like to know what it is." He said in a almost calm, threatening, intense voice.
"I haven't hidden anything from you."
"Sam… Are you happy here with me?" Matt suddenly changed the subject. She inferred that he was talking about her with him instead of Danny. She turned her head towards the cliff, and her eyes suddenly met with a pair of blue eyes. She adverted her eyes back to Matt; who was still waiting for an answer. It was simple she loved Matt, and she loved Danny, and neither of them wanted to let her go. She felt Danny still watching her with his piercing eyes.
"We should get back. It's almost time for the rehearsal." Matt glanced at his watch.
"Your right." The two rode back in silence.
When Sam reached the house again she only had a moment of rest in her room before there was a knock on her door.
"Come in." She called. It opened and Fredrick stood in the doorway.
"What is it Fredrick?" She asked with at least some concern.
"Sam." He paused and pulled out a letter.
"We found this in your parent's room. It was addressed to you." He handed her the letter, nodded, and left the room.
Our dearest Samantha,
I write his letter to you as my mother did before my wedding. If you believe me or not I was a rebel at your age and married against my parent's wishes. I know I hurt them in doing so. I promised myself that I would grow up and if I had a daughter I would make sure that she would not hate me the way I despised my parents. But when I made that promise I didn't know how different you would be from me. There has been something that I have wanted to tell you. You probably have been wondering why you have had an arranged marriage. It is because of something that your father did on accident. To find out the whole story you should ask Matt's mother. The truth is that we are being blackmailed. Charles had decided to keep it from matt. Matt does not know of the blackmail nor should you tell him. It feels only fair that you know that your father killed his father. It is your choice you can forget the blackmailing and be exposed to the press, or marry Matt. You are eighteen. I'm sure you'll make the right decision. You have a strong heart and spirit. Listen to your heart.
Love always,
Your Mom and Dad.
She placed down the letter and before she knew it tears came to her eyes and rippled some parts of the letter. Her father murdered Matt's father. She couldn't imagine that her father would murder anyone. Her father wouldn't hurt a fly unless looks could kill and even then Danny would be dead by now. She placed the letter on her bed and reapplied her makeup for the rehearsal for tomorrow night's wedding. Fredrick met her at the door; with his arm held out for her to hold.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Fredrick whispered angrily.
"I am going through with it." Sam snapped.
"That's not what I asked." He had the same harshness in his voice. When they reached the end of the stairway, a hand tapped Fredrick's shoulder.
"May I?" A voice cut in taking Sam on the opposite side. Sam half- smiled.
"Danny I" –
"Let's get this over with." Danny's face hardened. There was no part of him that showed the loving kindness that she was used to. His eyes only showed regret. In his arms she felt safe and secure. The music started and her grip on his arm tightened as they began to walk. Danny walked slower, the picture of the two standing at the alter. He stopped dead in his tracks; He heard what they would say,
"Do you Matt take Dam as your wife?" The preacher would say.
"I do." Matt smiled at Sam.
"Danny." Sam's concerned voice brought him back to reality. He recognized that he had stopped and everyone was looked at him. He started to walk only a few steps when the next vision was worse.
"And do you Sam; take Matt as your husband." Sam smiled the biggest smile he had every seen.
"I do."
"Danny." It was Sam's voice but he didn't move.
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest would finish.
"I can't do this." The image faded away.
"What?" Sam did catch what he had said.
"I can't." He ran down the aisle where they had entered and into the nearest unused dark room; where no one would find him. He heard his name being called and running footsteps behind him the footsteps suddenly faded.
"Danny." It was Sam's voice. He wasted no time and pressed his lips harshly against hers. After a minute Sam pulled away.
"Danny…" Her voice held concerned and warning at the same time.
"Sam, I can't."
"What do you mean you can't?"
"Can't; I can't walk you down the aisle."
"Why not?"
"I can't. I don't want you to marry Matt."
"Danny You"-
"I LOVE YOU!" That's why. I want you to marry me! Not Matt!" He confessed. Sam was taken back, she knew he loved her, but he had never said it before.
"You love me."
"Sam do you love me or not." His voice was stern and she adverted her eyes from his. Silent tears started their way down her cheek.
"I do, but"-
"Then why don't you call off the wedding?" Danny yelled at her.
"It's not that simple Danny. Right now you're living in your own little world. It isn't all about you." She remembered the letter, and continued.
"I can't cancel the wedding." More tears streamed down her face, as Danny answered.
"Then I can't give you away." She turned from him so he wouldn't see her tears as she readied herself for what she was about to say.
"Danny, if you can't be happy for me, maybe you shouldn't attend my wedding." Those were the last words before Danny stormed out. Her knees gave way and she fell. She had blown it. Now she felt alone as she cried on the floor of the room, being ignored only because of the darkness.
Danny stormed into his room and grabbed his suitcase and stuffed the remainder of his clothes inside.
"What does she mean she can't cancel the wedding? She said she loved me." He fumed.
"They both betrayed me." He grabbed his suitcase and flew out of the room into the front yard and continued his journey away from the house not even looking back. He would forget them both eventually, only if he could forget them now. He traveled to the nearest park; stretched out on a bench and soon fell asleep.
"Sam…Where"- The words were killed on Tucker's lips as his vision beheld Sam on the floor in tears. He ran over to her and placed his arms around her.
"Sam."
"He's gone Tucker."
"But."-
"It's all my fault." She felt Tucker's thumbs whipping away her tears.
"He loves me." She softly whispered.
"He always had, Sam." Tucker cooed.
"I didn't want to cancel the wedding."
"Why not?" She turned and looked him in the eyes.
"Tucker, my family was being blackmailed by Matt's family." She said softy letting the news sink in.
"For what?"
"For something my father did. I wanted to end it the blackmail and the only condition was that I marry Matt." More tears strolled down.
"But now I realize that I don't have to, nor want to marry Matt." She looked at Tucker.
"Tucker, I love Danny."
"Sam, I'll go and find Danny, and I'll bring him back. You stay here and deliver the news to Matt." HE glanced in her direction taking in her appearance.
"In the morning." He finished.
"But you."-
She began.
"Sam." Ticker helped her stand her self up and as soon as she was up she ran to her room, leaving Tucker behind, He followed and the two met in Sam's doorway.
"Have Danny read this if he doesn't believe you." Ticker had a ghost of a smile and took the paper out of her hands.
"You go to sleep. I'll be fine." She lurched into a hug.
"Good night Tucker." Tucker smiled and hugged back.
"Goodnight Sam."
As soon as dawn broke Danny stretched from his uncomfortable position on the bench and started to walk to the train station; he felt two depressed to fly. He held a look of an outcast compared to all the other people. He was going home; where he belonged.
'If Sam wants to stay here and get married; that's fine by me.' He thought, of course it wasn't fine, but he just told himself that to get by.
"Danny." He knew that voice; Tuck4er. He tried to hide, but it was too late.
"Danny, you need to come back to the house."
"Why so I can watch Sam get married?"
"She isn't." Danny's face widened with surprise then returned to the way it was.
"She told me that she was." He snapped.
"Explain that." He challenged.
"Read this." Tucker placed the letter given to him by Sam into Danny's hand. Danny took it and started to walk away with every intention to throw it away.
"Danny…She loves you." Danny whipped around.
"If I read the letter will you go away?"
"Danny, don't make this between you and me. It's between you and Sam." Danny growled as he opened the letter. His face softened as he read down the letter.
"Danny, you need to come back." Danny was already a step ahead of him and pushed the letter against Tucker's chest. He as angry and he knew exactly who he could take it out on.
A.n. Hey everyone. See. Things do change. Thanks for all the kind reviews. I hope you enjoy this one enough to review. Only two more chapters. I'll explain everything in the next chapter.
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