Title: Silent
Rating: Teen
Disclaimer: dont own it
Summery:A baby that should of been hers but wasn't. A husband who should have married her, but didn't. A girl who stole her life. and yet no one knows, though, about the baby that was hers. But its time for Sam and the Pack to find out exactly who Samantha is.
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"You kept this a secret from me?" the tone in his voice bordered on disbelieaving and rage. Awe and confusion.
"Yeah, Sam, i guess i really did," I smirked up at him "Looks like you don't know everything, huh? And by the way, my child is not a this"
Sam scowled, hands in jean pockets, topless and still very gorgeous, amazing skin, eyes so deep you could drown. I hated him.
Sammy looked from him to me and back again, her face scrunched up in a cute way, i could tell she was searching for the reason she resembled him so much, and why he seemed familier. Her bown eyes were glittering in confusion but filled with excitment.
"Is that him?" she finally asked, looking up at me through dark, thick lashes. She was talking about the man from the photo albums.
How could i tell her that it wasn't? That the man in the photos may look like this man, but he would never be the same ever again.
"Yeah, Honey, it kinda is," i murmered, smoothing her long black hair down her back and smiling at its softness. It wasn't straight like mine. It was curly. Sleek and shiney, effortlessly perfect.
"You're my daddy!" Samantha giggled happily, looking up into the face I used to live for.
Sam opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off.
"No, hon," I said gently "I don't think he wants to play Dad today" I hated that my daughter looked so heart-broken, she frowned, pouted and looked at me with those puppy eyes of hers.
"Aww, Mummy!"
"No, thats okay Leah, why don't i come in? We can talk about this?"
But he wasn't even really asking the question. He was ordering me, but in a subtle way. I wanted to tell him to go away, to leave my daughter, my Sammy out of this but i couldn't.
We went inside. To 'talk' like 'adults'.
As if.
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Okay, so maybe a three shot?