Thank you to all that followed the story and sorry for the wait on the chapter. It has been a rough few years and I have been so depressed with my job that I felt unable to write, but here it the latest chapter. I hope you enjoy it!
Danny headed over to Sam's later that evening, sure that when he got there he could convince Sam that the other male was bad and then it occurred to him. Sam couldn't hang around that guy anyway as her parents would never allow such a male around the Goth. They didn't like him and he was nothing like the motorcycle riding male that was hanging around her at that moment. As he turned the corner that would lead him to her home he found that same motorcycle parked in front of the Manson home. Raising a brow at the fact that Johnny was in his friend's home, he moved to the window.
Inside, the pair were sitting close to each other, Sam asking the male questions. "You do have a last name, right?" she questioned. She was about a foot away from the older male on the couch, but even that was too close in Danny's opinion. Johnny leaned back a bit with a smile.
"Yeah, but everyone calls me Johnny 13," he said, looking rather uncomfortable with his next statement. "Seems that I am rather unlucky." Sam smiled at him, a smile that was unlike the one that the halfa had ever seen on the Goth girl's face. She looked like she was flirting with the new male and with the fact that she was seemingly alone in the home with him Danny went intangible so he could be ready should something go down.
"Well, that can't be true since I was quite lucky that you were there to save me," she said, her smile widening. Danny noticed that Sam was still wearing the purple scarf around her neck and wondered about what if it had something to do with the Goth's unnatural behavior when Johnny produced a blood red leather jacket for the raven haired beauty.
"I have something else for you," he stated, holding it out for her to see. At first it seemed that she was unsure about taking the offered article of clothing until he said, "If it doesn't fit then you can always take it off." Shrugging she took the item, slipping it on as he watched, a gleam in his green eyes. As soon as she had it on, her body stiffened, a light glow of green coming off of the jacket for a few seconds before she touched the soft leather.
"I like it," she murmured, turning her amethyst eyes on the male next to her. She didn't know why but she felt the urge to kiss the male before her and while her brain was telling her it was okay, her heart was tugging her in the opposite direction. She leaned forward, the other male following suit as their lips grew closer, but before those same lips could touch Danny let out a growl of anger, the sound causing the Goth to pull back in shock. Blinking she tried to clear her mind. Johnny growled, but Danny just smirked, still invisible to the pair before him, but it didn't last long as the blond male stood up, pulling the small teen with him.
"What do you say we head out, you know, to find a place where we can have some time to ourselves," he murmured, trying to figure out a way to get back to the portal that held his girlfriend. Sam seemed unsure about why he would want to go anywhere. They were alone in the room as it was, though the fact that the air was rather chilly in the small space was strange. Sure, the home was always cool with how low she herself liked it to be, but it almost felt like it was colder. When she would have said no, the jacket and scarf glowed brightly for a moment. Nodding, they headed for the door when said door opened to reveal her parents, both staring in shock at the male with their daughter. Her mother was the first to speak while her father kept his lean frame in front of the door.
"Samantha Manson, who is this stranger in our home?" The halfa knew that this wasn't good, not when Sam hated to listen to her parents when it came to her own choices, but at the same time he knew that they would force her to stay indoors and away from the male at her side... for now. When she left the house for school, well, that was different. They could do little to keep her from going to the place of learning.
"This is my friend," she said, her arms crossing as her eyes narrowed. This just made her mother all the more wary of the male before them. They could tell that he was older and that with his ragged appearance that he owned the motorcycle in front of their home. Neither things were up to their standards. "He saved me from being crushed at the carnival earlier." That didn't remove the sneer from her father's face or change the mind of her mother who still didn't look happy about any of it.
"Be that as it is, we do not approve of you hanging with a male that is obviously not of our status or age appropriate to be around our teen daughter," Pamela stated, eyeing her daughter in disapproval. "You," she said, turning her gaze on the blond male, "are not welcome in our house or near our child!" Johnny frowned at them, unsure of what he could do now that they were caught. He would have to wait and while he didn't mind waiting to take the girl as his new girlfriend, he knew Kitty would ride him over failing to do what she had commanded. Weighing out the options he turned to the raven haired girl at his side.
"I'll see you later, Kitten." She wasn't happy being told what to do, but nodded before bestowing a kiss on his cool cheek as he left her alone with her parents. As soon as the door closed behind him, Sam turned to glare at her parents.
"You will not see him again, Samantha," her father stated, his own arms crossed as he glared back at his daughter. Danny hoovered behind her, worried that even with her parents words that the Goth would do just that. She didn't take orders from anyone and with them she would just rebel harder to prove that she was her own person. Sighing he exited the house, figuring that he would talk to his friend at school tomorrow. Stomping her booted foot the small Goth grumbled some choice words for the two parental units before heading upstairs, the sound of her door slamming echoing in the large home.