Disclaimer: You'll probably find reason to pursue me after this chapter… or maybe you you'll just leave me alone… I'm actually not sure of your reactions.
"Close your eyes."
Sam turned around to look at him with a confused face. "What?" She asked in amusement, her face showing a smile.
He smirked. "Just do it will ya?"
Sam sighed. "Do you want to tell me why first?"
"No, not really."
She rolled her eyes, and then faced him, closing her eyes to humor him.
"All right, now what? This had better be good."
"It will be."
He placed his hand over her shuteyes, making sure she didn't peek, and took her hand to lead her out of the room. Sam, understanding that they were going somewhere, didn't say anything, curious as to where they were going.
Suddenly, they stopped, and Sam tried turning her head around to ask him what was wrong.
"Ssh." Was the only thing he said as he opened the large wooden doors with silver doorknobs and walked her inside.
He let go of her eyes,
She gasped.
"Oh my…" She was left speechless as she let her eyes roam over the vast library that stood before her.
Books over books were placed on top of each other in shelves, waiting to be taken out. Different colors and sizes proved the enjoyment she would have in here.
"I… I don't know what to say…" She managed to gasp out. Imagine all the information in the books, all the knowledge she could learn!
"Then don't say anything." He whispered into her ear, holding her by the shoulders from behind. "It's for you."
Her eyes widened as she turned around. "I… I couldn't possibly-"
"I got those books and built this room just for you." He looked into her eyes, his own showing compassion.
She frowned, and suddenly Scam didn't like seeing her sad. At all. It gave him reason to protect her…
"But… why?" She looked down. "I certainly don't deserve it." He frowned and picked up her chin with his finger.
"Yes you do." He whispered to her, wanting to make her feel better. He came closer to her face and kissed her forehead. "I do anything for the people I love."
Her eyes went wide, and tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. He quickly wiped them away from her eyes, wanting not to see her cry.
Why does he love me? Sam asked herself in thought, not wanting to reveal her thoughts to him. I'm his enemy…
But am I really? These past days… all he's shown me is compassion and sincerity. He certainly wouldn't do that for anyone right?
Can I trust him though? After WOOHP, I don't know who to trust, whether it be them, the people I've trusted for quite a while, or him, the person who has shown me kindness and love despite the fact that I'm his enemy.
What do I do?
She gulped, right before he planted a kiss on her lips, staying there for a few seconds, and pulling back. She looked down, away from his piercing gaze.
He frowned, thinking she didn't return his feelings. He muttered a "sorry" before turning around and leaving.
He should have known better. He was her enemy, he was older than her, and she hated him, so why in the world would she return his feelings?
He didn't even know he had these feelings until she started to cry. He hated seeing her sad, and wanted to do anything to protect her. He realized, that if she died, he would follow, because he couldn't bear to live without her.
He was walking away from her when her hand suddenly grasped his own from behind.
She didn't know what compelled her to do it, but for some reason, she hated seeing him dejected, and because of her? That just made her feel worse.
It wasn't the first time it happened. Before, when they used to capture him, even though he tried to kill her, she hated seeing him go to jail even though he deserved it. She hid that fact, not wanting to be looked down at by her friends and WOOHP. They would go crazy if they knew what she was doing now.
"Don't go." She whispered to him.
He nodded.
There it was, that feeling that made her feel lonely as he left for jail.
She didn't know why she had that feeling. She was ashamed, at least, she thought so, but for some reason, a small part of her liked it when he broke out of jail.
He was probably smarter than her, seeing as he could break out of a high security prison many times, or his inventions, even though they were used for evil, could actually be good inventions had he used them for good.
And wasn't he evil? Wasn't being someone who wanted the death of others against her morals? So why in the world was she accepting his touch? His kindness? His… love?
She brought herself closer to him and hugged him, and he returned the hug, placing his head on the crook of her shoulder.
"I… don't know why… but," she gulped, knowing she would have to say this information in her sometime soon. "I think… I feel the same way."
His eyebrows rose, and happiness could be seen in his eyes.
She didn't know why, but she continued, her face against his chest, muffling her words.
She knew she doubted herself. So why did she continue?
She asked herself even though she knew the answer. She wanted him to stay, and would do anything to make sure of it.
"But… you… you have to stop being evil. It's against my morals and… and…"
Love was about sacrifice, she knew. She thought she fell in love once, with James, but he only ended up using her for his own needs. But she sacrificed her time with her friends to be with him, only to end up betrayed. Would it end like that too?
"Done."
She looked up with wide eyes. She didn't know he would accept so easily. So quickly… heck, she didn't expect him to agree at all!
Sacrifice indeed.
He sensed the confusion in her, and explained quickly. "I told you, I would do anything for the people I love."
Her doubt had been confirmed.
She smiled in happiness, and planted a quick kiss on his lips, blushing afterwards. She walked towards the door, intent on going back to her room to hide her embarrassment.
He grabbed her by the arm and brought her closer, then picked her up bridal style and walked over towards her previous destination.
"Aah!" She let out a shriek when he picked her up in surprise.
He laughed, and kept walking to her room.
"Let me down!" She cried out in desperate attempt, even though it didn't work the last few times.
"Nah." She muttered something about men and their egos under her breath, and made him laugh harder.
Sam looked at him. She'd never seen him so… happy.
And for some reason, seeing him happy made her elated with glee.
He entered into her room and shut the door behind him, while kissing her relentlessly.
She didn't stop him.
(AN: I don't like putting these in the middle of the story, not my style, but I had to say it. You guys guess what happens. It's obvious now.)
Five months later; WOOHP's headquarters.
Alex fell down to the couch in Jerry's office, completely tired from their search for Sam.
"My head hurts from all this information!" cried Clover, removing her eyes from the computer screen. Her appearance was dreadful, with the bags under her eyes and her oily skin.
But she knew she didn't have time to care for her appearance, as much as it bothered her.
Sam was missing.
And she had been missing for five months now.
It all started with the note, that terrible, annoying note that had brought them here.
Clover rubbed her eyes as she thought about what that note said…
Alex, Clover,
Don't feel bad. It's not your fault. I never thought it would come to this, but it did. I'm sorry. I can handle it, and it's fine. Don't worry about me.
I'm leaving.
Spring break is in a few days, so don't worry about me in school. I'll be fine, really! I have clothes where I'm going, so don't worry about that either.
I'll miss you guys a lot, but I needed to go. As happy as I was here, I think I'll be happier where I am now.
No, I'm not telling you where I am. You can try tracking me, but it's not going to work. Trust me on that.
Bye! I'll miss you guys so much… it's too complicated for words. But I have to do this.
Sammie.
P.S. – Clover, I found your "missing" handbag, it was under your bed. I knew you liked it a lot, so I looked for it for you. That's what friends do.
She felt the tears coming back, just like they always did whenever she thought about it.
It was her fault wasn't it? Her fight with Sam had probably brought her to this decision. To leave her friends, family, and school behind… Sam didn't even leave when she was accepted into college! So why would she leave now?
She probably found new friends. Friends that would trust her…
She found her handbag, and it was under her bed. But when she picked it up, it ripped! Ripped! Real handbags weren't supposed to do that!
And then she had to go and blame Sam…
"I'm so tired."
She looked at Alex. She blamed Alex too didn't she? In fact, that's how it all started.
This was her fault; it had to be! Sam wouldn't leave for the biggest opportunity, college! But if she had nothing to stay for…
Her mom was going to move anyway! Ever since the incident with her dad and his accident, her mom has been alone this whole time. She was bound to marry soon… and that would mean leaving Sam… And here she was, getting married to some guy from Europe!
School was almost over then too…
Alex was a good friend though, why would Sam leave her?
It was all her fault… that had to be it.
She turned her attention back to the computer. Sam was gone because of her, it was her job to get her back.
"Are you sure this is the right place?"
"I think so."
Clover and Alex, in one of WOOHP's jets, were flying in a high altitude, staring at the mansion below them.
"She's been here this whole time?! Damn!"
Clover stared in awe at the large mansion that was in front of her. "No wonder she has been gone for a while, this place is huge!"
The two jumped off the plane, Alex making sure she put in on autopilot, and then the two stared at the large wooden door in front of them.
"Woah… that's a big door…" Alex said nervously.
Clover looked at the walls, them being made of cement and plaster, (with brick most likely being inside), and took out her Just Sticky Enough Gloves, put them on, and motioned Alex to do the same. She began scaling the walls, and Alex followed her actions.
She reached a window after twenty feet, at least, and climbed in, holding a hand out for Alex after she did so.
The two began walking into the large corridor, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
Sam had her head buried in a book, reading it aloud as she walked around the mansion.
"Taylor slowly climbed out her window, being as quiet as she could, seeing as her parents' room was only a room away. She knew it was risky, but she had to see John. He was the most amazing person she'd ever met. She never believed in love at first sight, but he changed her mind."
She held her hand to her stomach. "That's the opposite of my relationship to your father. We absolutely hated each other before, but now…"
She looked at the bulge in her stomach. In four months, just four months…
"Alex, ssh!"
Sam's eyes widened at hearing the familiar voices of her friends.
Oh God…She ran into the library, the door opened, but it was too late as her friends already spotted her.
"Sam?"
Crap.
She hid her stomach from them, unsure of how Clover would take it, but she spoke with them.
"Hey guys…"
"Oh my God, Sammie, where have you been!" Alex cried out, coming closer to hug her.
"No!" Sam said, using her head to face them. "Don't…"
Alex frowned. "Why not Sam… what's wrong?"
Sam gave a grim smile. "Nothing… really. Don't worry about it."
Clover gulped. "Well Sammie, we're… we're here to take you back!" She tried smiling, but frowned as her attempt failed. Why wasn't Sam happy to see them?
"As…" Sam looked down. "As much as I miss you guys, I can't go back."
"What? Why not?" Clover asked, undoubtedly angry. She came all this way for nothing?
"No, it's not your fault guys. It's just… because…" Sam looked away.
"Well?"
"I'm pregnant!" She blurted out; she frowned when she saw the shocked expressions Clover and Alex greeted her with.
"WHAT?" The two shouted out, their eyes wide.
"Sammie… really?" Alex asked timidly, still in mild shock. "Can I ask you something?"
Sam nodded.
"Who's is it?"
She gave a small smile as silence ensued.
"Who do you think?" She managed to breath out, touching her stomach. She turned her head to face Alex when she heard a thud, and she gasped as Alex fainted.
Sam moved away from the door, revealing her bulging stomach, and moved to help Alex.
"WHAT? You're pregnant with Scam's kid?" Clover screamed out, bringing the attention of the mentioned man.
"Actually… kids, I'm… I'm having twins." She said with joy in her voice, a small smile on her face.
"Ew, Sam!" Clover shouted out in disgust. "How could you even think of bearing the kids of that… that maniac?"
"A maniac who never hurt anyone?" Sam asked, her eyes narrowed in anger.
"Oh yeah, ignore all the times he's tried to kill us!"
"He's changed!"
"Whatever." She said, rolling her eyes. "You should've just had an abortions when you had the chance!"
Sam's eyes widened, and for that one moment, she felt a kick in her stomach, as if her baby wanted to hurt Clover too…
"Clover?" Sam managed to gasp out. "How could you say that?"
Clover glared at her. "Well you should have!"
Sam looked down, ashamed that her friend would even think of something like that.
"Get out…" She whispered harshly, trying to fight off the tears that were going to fall. "Get out!" She cried out, screaming at this point. "Get out! Get out!"
She felt two strong hands grip her arms, but she paid no attention to it.
"Get out! I never thought you would be such a bitch to even think about that!" Sam cried out, tears streaming down her face and her face glaring at Clover. Clover tried keeping up her glare, but it was useless.
No one could stop a raging mother, especially when they insulted their child, now could they?
"GET OUT!" She collapsed in Scam's arms, breathing heavily and clutching her stomach.
Clover frowned, and picked up Alex, and dragged her away towards the jet. When she turned away from Sam, she let her tears fall.
The door closed, and Scam picked up Sam, letting her face him. He wiped away the tears that kept falling, but she pushed his hand away and cried into his shoulder.
"Let's leave. Please…"
Scam nodded.
He would do anything for his love.
Note: Yea… okay, in this fic, Sam is 17. Not 15 or something. And Scam is… in his early thirties, my parents are twenty years apart okay? Not a big deal when you're an adult… ok whatever. I'll shut up now.
IMPORTANT: cHiMer, is leaving for 3 to 4 weeks (unwillingly) for this thing he does every summer. He's really unwilling now… so Twist of Fate will not be updated for that time. Most of it is done, I did it, but he doesn't have time to finish it. Sorry guys!
Another note… This story will have… only one chapter left. Sorry. You'll be shocked at the ending though, so don't worry. I'm ending this with a bang!
And on another note, I will try to finish this quickly so I can work on Trepidation chapters, and then update around every two days or two. I'm not sure how much I can do this week or next week, because of final exams, but I'll try. Tomorrow is the English final, but no one really worries over it, and I'm in Honors English and I get an A, so I'm not worrying either.
Ok that was bragging. Kind of.
Please review, I really want to know your reactions to our dear Sammie being five months pregnant.
Love,
Ivy