Gangsters paradise part 3

Sam put the phone down and sat at her desk for a moment, she had to go and meet Phil in a minute, she was supposed to be annoyed at him, but the truth is that he hadn't really done anything wrong, not to her anyway, she just didn't want him to get hurt, not by his dad. Phil had told her ages ago what his dad was like with him and Steve, how he use to beat them up for the slightest thing and how he use to be an alcoholic.

Sam ventured down the stairs and looked into the interview room door, Phil had his back to the door, she opened the door and Phil turned around, she looked at him, he didn't say anything, he glanced away, he was nervous. Sam broke the awkward silence.

'I thought you wanted to talk?'

'I do, you know I do, I just don't know where to start'

'well I do, you can start by telling me what the hell is going on?' Sam was angry now. She sat on the edge of the table.

'its my dad, its not my fault, I've got to help Steve' Phil spoke a little calmer than Sam.

'I know, you keep telling me that, why what has Steve done, I mean, I thought that this was your dads problem.'

'it is, he's been dealing drugs for some gangsters, he must have owed them some money, he asked Steve to lend him the money when the interest that they were adding on was getting too much for him' Phil sat next to Sam on the edge of the table and faced her. He looked into her blue eyes, he just wanted her so much, it was fair to say that he was falling in love with her.

'ok, well why have they all of a sudden come after Steve then?' Sam looked at Phil, he looked like he didn't want to answer, he looked scared.

'because….my dad loves Steve more than me, I was just the Son that brought shame on the family, always causing trouble, there was only my mum that would listen to me, its only ever since dad left that me and Steve have got closer, and when mum died she told me that I had to look after Steve no matter what, so they know that my dads soft spot is Steve, therefore if he doesn't pay up then they will hurt him.' Phil got up and moved to the other side of the room, he wasn't facing Sam now. He opened a window, he needed some air.

After a while Sam got up and moved over to where Phil was stood, she pulled him into a hug, he let her hug him for a few minutes, until his phone beeped.

He got his phone out of his pocket, he had got a message from his dad, asking him why he hadn't showed up, and that he's just like he use to be, he was no son of his.

Sam could see that something was hurting him inside, she watched his eyes fill with tears as he read the message,

'Phil is it your dad, has he sent you a message?' Phil nodded.

'its ok, you can tell me'

'I don't want you involved in this Sam, I don't want another person I care about involved in all this mess.'

'I want to be involved, I just want you to know that I'm here for you, I need you to know that, because I really care about you too.'

Sam put her head on Phil's chest, he just held her there, he didn't want to let her go, not now not ever.