On with the
show, I've stalled enough as it is. Sadly, this madness can't last
forever. ;p
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Samantha's Valentine
Chapter 6-
...desperately for you.
---
It was getting dark and the
heavy clouds hung over Riverview as Samantha watched the heavens
blankly. Raindrops pattered noisily onto her bedroom window as the
wispy grey clouds moved slowly by.
The weatherman was always
wrong.
-Ring ring- the phone sounded in the background,
droning on and on.
It was the 8th time today. That Valentine
just wouldn't quit.
-beep- "Hello..." her mother's
pre-recorded voice answered the call. Samantha carried on staring
into the clouds. She had lay there in her pyjamas on the same spot on
the floor for an hour now.
-beep- "Samantha." The
familiar voice crackled on the answering machine.
She
immediately reached over to the receiver, lifted it and put it down
again.
"Please. Just go away." She said weakly,
rolling onto her side. Maybe this pesky kid would give up now. On the
table the clock ticked slowly until it reached 10 p.m.
The
phone rang again.
Samantha had never felt so tired and weary.
Ever since Erika had published the newspaper and that damn story
Samantha had kept getting calls day and night. Letters and flowers
were mailed to her every night as a sign of this Valentine's undying
affection. They were sickly but with each message, the feelings
behind each one became more stronger and desperate to the point where
Samantha couldn't bear to read them.
She knew these letters
were written with genuine emotions.
She told Peppercat that it
was because she hated this person and was sick of the whole damn
thing. She said she threw away those letters with disgust.
But
the real reason was- she nearly cried.
Yes...
She nearly
cried.
But it was something she would never ever admit.
Why?
Why you? Why did -you- choose to love me?
Now she was so
confused. She found that she could sympathise with this valentine as
she had felt like this before. This feeling of helplessness and
desperate longing was described so vividly, it brought flashbacks of
how she once felt straight back to her.
For the first time in
her life, she didn't know what to do.
"Boss..."
Peppercat sighed. She felt drained of all energy too.
The
recorded message played again.
Maybe...just maybe I
should... She closed her yes and propped herself on one
arm.
"Samantha..." the voice on the other end of the
phone, said softly in a pleading tone.
This time she didn't
move.
"Please, hear me out..."
Still she
didn't say anything. In the silence, rain drops splattered gently
down onto the glass.
"Please..."
Something inside her finally snapped.This is it. She rubbed her forehead in mild frustration.
No more
torture. This Valentine is a problem. "This Valentine is like
any other problem we've ever had."
"Yes."
Peppercat began, her eyes gleaming with the knowledge of the
evitable. "And you know how we deal with them."
They
looked at each other; both knowing what had to be done.
Samantha
sat up and nodded to her medabot. "Right. We have to end this,
once and for all."
She picked up the phone and went
numb.
"Samantha!" the Valentine called out
excitedly.
She weakened at the sound of the voice. It was all
hopeful, wishful and soft...
"No. I
can't do this", she thought. She'ld never say this out
loud.
"Samantha. Please. Please answer me..."
She
sat there with her knuckles turning white as she closed her eyes not
knowing what to say. Slowly she began to replace the receiver.
"No..."
Samantha stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes opened wide.
This kid was...crying?
A wave of regret began to wash over her. She couldn't just leave it like this. She had to respond.
"I'm listening."There was a brief pause and then voice on the other end exclaimed with an affectionate sigh. "Oh...", they replied gratefully.
---
Peppercat silently turned round and left the room, leaving them to chatter alone.
Secretly, she knew what was going on inside Samantha's heart.
At
first Peppercat was scared. It could end up going horribly wrong,
like it did with Nathan. She never wanted Samantha to leave her like
that again.
However.
This time things might turn out to
be different.
She read those letters that Boss now kept under
her bed. She read about the Valentine's hopes and dreams of them
being together and now she knew the true reason to why Samantha
couldn't bear to read another word of it. This was how she felt when
she liked Nathan. That and a lot more.
This was
actually...
...real...
But more importantly these
letters didn't exclude her. This Valentine loved Peppercat and didn't
leave her out of anything. In the imaginary scenes of their dream
dates, Peppercat was there. At parties, anniversaries they'd
eventually have and walks in the park she was actually included.
It
really touched her deeply.
Maybe...
Maybe this isn't so
bad after all.
---
"A Robattle." Samantha
said- not asked.
"What?"
"If...if I win
then you'll have to leave me alone."
"But-"
"Please.
You can do better. Find somebody else."
There was a quiet
moment as the Valentine considered this.
"You make this
sound as if you'll win. But, if I win?" the voice asked with
curiosity.
"Then..."
"...you'll have to
go on a date with me."
"What?!"
"No.
No complaining. If this is the only way I can get you to be my girl
then so be it."
Samantha slyly smiled. "You don't
know what you're up against."
"I've watched you
ro-battle enough times to become your worthy opponent."
"Fine
then. The battle field will be the local park. Meet me there in three
days, 7 in the morning."
"..."
"Scared?"
"No.
Not at all. I'll see you there. I'm gonna win this."
That
last sentence sent a small shiver down Samantha's spine.
-duuuu-
But before she could reply to this, the phone
went dead.
"This is it", Samantha thought with the
receiver still in her hand. She looked up into the clearing sky and
gazed on in determination.
"I won't lose."
---
Brass
and Erika woke up with a start and almost screamed.
The window
had been opened and the wind was blowing the curtains around an eerie
figure.
Purple eyes gleamed.
"P...Peppercat?"
Erika mouthed.
Peppercat laughed in an icy tone.
"Listen."
Erika's hair stood one her back. Both
Brass and she couldn't speak.
"I have your latest
scoop..."
---
END OF CHAPTER 6.
YES. I KNOW
this chapter was mushy, lovey-dovey but bear with me! This was
written in 2 hours (and I'm damn "proud" of it).
Evil
Ikki: Big headed..
EC: Well actually. I'm not proud of it.
This chapter is probably loaded with typos and recurring
descriptions/sentences. If it is, please tell me.
Okay guys
and gals, in the next chapter you'll find out who this Valentine is
.
I Promise.
It's about time I stopped torturing you
all. The characters need a slice of it too.
Samantha: AS IF I
DON'T GET ENOUGH!
Ikki: Thank god it's you and not
me...anymore.
EC: HAHAHA! That's what you
think!
Ikki: O.O
