Gangsters Paradise part 22
Phil woke up at two o'clock that morning, he had been tossing and turning for hours, he sat up and looked over to Sam, she was rolled over on her side facing away from him now, he got up and walked over to the window, and looked out onto the street, he could see the moon light beating down onto the buildings and pavement, and it was also lighting up Sam's bedroom with a soft glow.
He walked out of the room and went next door into the bathroom to get some water, he drank it and walked back into the bedroom, he crept back to his side of the bed and pulled the covers over him, he was still sat up though, just thinking things over, making sure that he was prepared and strong enough to tell Sam the rest when the time came.
Sam wasn't asleep, she hadn't been asleep at all. She felt as though she had to protect Phil, and make sure he was ok, he had cried himself to sleep, and she had almost done the same, but she wouldn't admit it to Phil, the last thing he needed was to be worrying about her as well. She felt a small tear trickling down her face, she then sat up, and saw Phil was sat up in bed as well, he looked at her, as though he almost expected her to be awake anyway, he knew all a long she wouldn't be asleep, they both sat there in silence, until he saw her wipe the stray tear from her face.
'have you been crying?' he asked her concerned.
'not really….well….yeah actually I have.' she said suddenly. He pulled her into his arms and she rested her head on his chest, she could feel his heart beating. Phil stroked Sam's hair and held her close to him, he needed her more than he ever imagined he would right now, and just lying together seemed to help him through his pain.
'I'm sorry you know Sam, I didn't mean to upset you, I just wanted you to understand.' he said kissing the top of her head.
'I'm really glad you told me, now I can be hear for you, now I know everything about your past.' she said looking up at him, he didn't answer her, he just turned away, and looked out the window.
'what's wrong, you have told me everything, haven't you?' she asked.
'not exactly, I will tell you now, but promise me you wont go mental, coz its really bad.' he said, Sam sat up, she wanted to hear what he'd got to say.
'just tell me, please.' Sam said, very worried now, what possibly could be as bad as what he had told her earlier she thought.
'ok…. When mum and dad finally split up, I used to have to go and stay with him at weekends, this was before my mum knew anything about it, anyway, he was working for the same gang he is working for now, and he made me become one of the members of the gang, this carried on from me being about seven till being about thirteen, he made me watch them kill people, and if I ever said anything to anyone then they said they would kill me too, I once had to watch someone get there hands cut off because they had been caught steeling off them!' he said, feeling ashamed.
'and is this why you know so much about this gang then?' she asked slightly shocked.
'well yeah, I know about them coz my dad and the gang taught me how to be able to fight, he was even that sick to make me beat up kids that he'd kidnapped that were my age, and after he would abuse them too, and I couldn't do anything to help them, coz he had other gang members watching my every move.' he said sadly, Sam hugged him tightly, she could believe what a sick scumbag this bloke was, why would he do something like this people, and especially his own son!
'why did they never get caught then, surely someone must have tried to report him, what about all the people he had hurt?' she said whilst still holding him, he eventually answered after he had stopped himself from crying.
'they wouldn't report him, coz most of the people he hurt were criminals, and if they set him up then you could guarantee that he would make sure that they were the ones that went to prison, and he had lots of very good mates that were inside too, so he would just visit them, and tell them to make their lives hell.' he said, he pulled away from Sam, and looked into her eyes, she looked so angry and hurt, and he felt bad for telling her, but she had to know.
'I'm so sorry, if I could of stopped it back then I would have, but there was nothing I could do, Steve knows what about the gang stuff, he just doesn't know about me being abused by him.' he said still looking at her, she was so beautiful, and she had just had to take so much in these last few days, and now she had all this to deal with as well.
'don't worry I wont say anything to anyone, and if I hear you say your sorry once more Phillip then I'm afraid I'm going to get annoyed.' she said grinning, Phil smiled back when he realised she was joking, they both rolled over on the bed together giggling whilst Phil laid on top of her, he pinned her down, and started to kiss her neck, he started to pull the straps of her top down, as Sam started to giggle even more, she kissed him and pulled him to her so she could see his face. He started to smile.
'what are you smiling at?' she asked, smirking.
'nothing, I just wish that you were still feeing annoyed, and in a bad mood, coz when you play hard to get you are much better in bed.' he said laughing. Sam slapped him playfully, as he kissed her, she got up, and walked over to the other side of the bedroom, Phil looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face.
'where are you going?' he said to her, she started to smile again, she took her night top off to reveal her bra and a thong, Phil just started to grin.
'well, apparently I'm much better in bed when I play hard to get, so I'm going to make you wait for a while, I'm sure you can manage without sex.' she said throwing her top on the floor.
'what so you are going to deprive me from my needs by not letting me sleep with you, and just as extra punishment your going to walk around with hardly anything on?' he asked feeling annoyed at the thought, he got up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her, like a small child being told off.
'got it in one babes, you shouldn't have said that I'm rubbish in bed' she said walking closer to him.
'but I didn't, I said that you are better in bed when your playing hard to get.' he said grinning.
'same thing, now if you don't mind, I'm going to get a drink from downstairs, you can sit there all night hoping and praying, but until you realise that its you that's crap in bed, then you are getting nothing from me.' she said, she walked even closer to him this time, she gave him a kiss, and walked out of the room smiling to herself, whilst Phil sat there sulking, and thinking about what he was missing out on…….
