Caught up

Chapter 12

The next morning, Sam opened her eyes and saw a mug of steaming coffee on the bedside cabinet, on top of a stainless steel coaster. She looked around the room, not quite knowing what to expect, only to find that everything else was exactly as she had left it.

She got dressed and carried the mug downstairs and into the kitchen where she found a note on the table.

Gone out

Won't be long

Phil

She read the note and let out a sigh. She sat down at the table, staring mindlessly at the wall, occasionally taking a sip of her coffee. She didn't even notice the door slam shut and was startled when Phil came into the kitchen.

"How long have you been up?"

"I don't know." She said blankly. "A while. Thanks for the coffee."

"Have you had anything to eat?" he put a few carrier bags on the floor.

"No I'm not that hungry."

"You have to eat something. I'll put some toast on." Sam stayed silent while he put the bread in the toaster. When it popped up he buttered it and put it on a plate in front of her. He unpacked the bags as she ate her breakfast.

He took a long rectangular box from a small prescription bag.

"I got some cream for your cuts and bruises and it'll stop the swelling. We'll do that later."

"There's no need you know. I can look after myself."

"If hadn't been here you wouldn't have had any breakfast." He grinned at her and she rolled her eyes.

"You just can't leave it can you?" she pushed her plate into the middle of the table, pushed her chair back and walked upstairs.

"No… come on… Samantha… I didn't mean it like that." She didn't look back at him.

Phil left her to cool off for a while and then went upstairs to talk to her and to apologise. He knocked on the door and waited. When he got no answer he knocked a second time. He was puzzled when he still got no response so opened the door and was surprised to see her lying on the bed apparently sleeping. He knelt beside the bed; her head was turned towards him and he swept the hair from her face and smiled to himself. She began to stir and he quickly moved his hand away. She shot up and gasped.

"What the hell-?"

"Sorry. I came to apologise and I got no answer when I knocked so I thought I'd better check."

"Oh ok."

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to push you."

"No… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I know you're just trying to help, but I'm just not used to it."

"Well I made you some lunch. You didn't have much for breakfast."

"Ok, I'll come down now."

I'll leave it there but there might be a gap in time in the next chapter. Please review and I will ud soon. Luv Sam xxx