Author's Note: Hey guys! Loving how Siam is being written right now. Hopefully we get some good scenes coming up. Enjoy my lovelies xoxoxo-Sheri
Chapter 7
Later on that night, Silas is laying in his bed. The thoughts clouding his head are keeping him woke. Dropping Rafe off earlier with his endless questions was almost exhausting. "We'll talk about it later Rafe. Go on inside." Says Sam as she shoos him inside. "Well I better get home. See you around." Silas says as he turns to walk away. "Wait Silas…don't go yet." Sam says. Silas' heart started beating out of his chest as he turned and looked at Sam. "Is everything ok Samantha?" "Yes. Everything is great. I was just wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow. I mean after work of course. You don't have to pick up Rafe because he's going to be with Molly and T.J. after school. So what do you say? Want to see how I live without a crisis happening." Sam finally gets out. "Ummm…sure. It would be great to spend some time with Danny. Kind of miss the little guy." Silas smiles. "Yea and there is a conversation that we have to finish." Sam says giving him a look. Silas drops his head knowing already what she meant. "Ok, I'll see you tomorrow then." Silas says as Sam gives him a hug. Every time she wraps her arms around him, his heart skips a beat. This is where he wanted to be, to stay. She lets go and says bye. He leaves.
Once she was out of his sight, he started to dread tomorrow. Nine times out of ten she was going to ask that bloody question, "So tell me about yourself?" God Silas hated that question. He hated telling people about his life, his past. That would mean explaining the bitter truth. Silas lay staring at the dark ceiling trying to move the thoughts out his mind. Finally the deafening silence lulls him to sleep.
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Silas wakes up in a pitch black room. Feeling around for his glasses, he falls off the bed into an empty space. Plummeting into nothing he starts to frantically feel around for something to grab on to. "Someone help me!" Silas yells. Falling around him, nothing to cling to, and nothing for safety Silas closes his eyes. "This must be what death feels like" Silas thought to himself as suddenly he stops. He opens his eyes, stretching every limb on his body to feel around for anything. Still, nothing but then he realizes he's floating. "What the hell is going on? Someone help!" Silas screams beating the air. "Silas…calm down…It's ok. Here, take my hand." A voice comes softly, almost a whisper. "Who's there? Help me!" "Silas, take my hand." The voice says as he turns around and stretches his hand. Suddenly a small light appears and a figure comes walking towards him. "The he…? Silas says as he reaches into his pockets, now finding his glasses. As he puts them on and the figure comes into focus everything in him goes numb.
"No…no…it can be…" Silas panics as he tries to back away. "Silas…take my hand. Follow me…" The figure says as it comes closer. "No! You're…you're dead...you're supposed to be dead!" Silas yells as he finally backs into something that resembled a wall. "Silas…" the figure says as it stops. Silas couldn't believe his eyes or ears. In front of him stood one of the two people if he ever saw again he knew he was dead. "Livvie…how…?" "I love to hear my name on your lips. I've missed you…" Livvie says as she steps towards him. "Ok, I'm dead. I've died." Silas says as she takes his hand. "No sweetie, you're still alive and arrogant. But I need you to come with me. I have to show you something." Livvie starts to lead him towards the light from where she came from. Getting closer Silas now see Livvie wearing a white dress with black flowers. At the train was a red patterned design. "You look beautiful." Silas says as she smiles. "You always thought I was the prettiest girl in the world when we were together. Sometimes I wonder where I would be if it was me and you." Livvie says as they reach a door. "Where are we going?" Livvie opens the door. "Come with me."
They walk into a room with a bunch of screens and a table. "What is this?" Silas asks. "This (she motions around) is where I've been watching you. Making sure you're okay and that you're not making this difficult." "This?" "You and Samantha Morgan." Livvie says as Silas looks up at her. "Silas please don't shut her out. Open your heart to her." "I can't" "Yes you can. Let her in." "No Livvie, I can't" Silas says coldly. "Why? Why is it so hard for you to feel?" Livvie questions. "Because the last time I let someone inside my heart. The last time I felt a feeling remotely close to love, she left me for my brother." Silas says as he gives her a dark, icy glare. Livvie in stunned silence stares at him as she sits down. "Silas, you know I care about you. I've always have. But us, you and me, wasn't in the stars. I was standing in the way of her finding you." Livvie says pointing to Sam. Silas looks at her and smiles. "Samantha means a lot to me. But I'm afraid Livvie. I'm afraid that…" Silas stops and looks down. "That what?" Livvie asks as they hear footsteps. "Who is coming?" Silas asks as her eyes grow big. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be somewhere rotting in hell?" Livvie bites out as the figure speaks. "Now Olivia, is that any way to greet your loving husband?"
That all too familiar voice sent chills through Silas. "Go away! No one wants you here." "Ah, but you're wrong. My lovely brother does." "Stephen…"Silas manages to breathe out. "Hello Si. Nice to see you after all these years. For the record, the funny farm didn't help." Stephen says laughing. "So I've noticed." Silas says as Stephen walks over to Livvie. Caressing her face and wrapping his arms around her as she fidgets in his embrace. Dressed in black he looks up to the monitor. "So I see you found that pretty young thing I was so willing to make mine." "I could kill you for what you did to Samantha and her son." Silas says lowly. "I should of known she wasn't my Olivia. Olivia wouldn't have been a bitch and left me to die." Stephen laughs as Silas jumps up and Livvie stops him. "If you weren't already dead, I would kill you where you stand." Silas spats out fighting against Livvie. "Hmm…it's started." Stephen says eerily.
"What are you talking about Caleb?" Livvie asks. "You see Olivia; this was what dear old Si was afraid of." Stephen says as he comes closer to Silas. "Afraid of what?" Livvie asks backing away. "She's gotten under your skin, hasn't she Silas? You've let her in too far and you're afraid the further she gets, the less control you have." Stephen says circling him. "It's not like that Stephen!" Silas protests. "Oh Si, it is. There is a reason I call him damage control Si. He's always so calculated so in control of everything. But the one thing he tries so hard to control is his biggest downfall." Stephen smiles. "And that is?" "…my destiny…" Silas says after a sustained silence. "Bingo! His fate. You see, it's a curse. The Clay family curse. Every man in our family has driven the love of their lives to death. Our father, being the cold hearted bastard that he was, drove out mother to same fate as yours Olivia." "She killed herself?" Olivia asks in horror as Silas looks away trying to fight tears. "Yes. And over time Silas will drive his fair Samantha to that brink and Rafe…well…" "Rafe will never be like you! My nephew has a mind of his own!" Silas yells. "Tell me Silas, how long did it take for Rafe to start resembling me? His looks, his mannerisms. How long did it take for you to look at him in fright because you were looking directly into my eyes? And how long will it be before Rafe starts to look at the love of his life with the same look Dad gave Mom that I give Olivia, and that you will give Sam…"
"Enough! It will never get like that!" Silas yells fuming. "Why do you think he let you go Olivia? Not because he didn't love you. He loved you too much!" Stephen spats. "What I feel for Samantha…" "You can't control. Just like my son can't control his feelings for…Molly's her name right?" Stephen says as Silas goes to swing at him. "Can't face it huh Si?" "Caleb that's enough. Silas, I believe in you. You are the controller of your own destiny. Just like Rafe controls his." Livvie says looking at Silas. "You always loved him more than me." Stephen says under his breath as Livvie rolls her eyes. "Olivia don't sugarcoat shit. He's a Clay. It's in his blood. Just like when it happens, Rafe's going to be signing his commitment papers to what is it called…oh yea Ferncliff. He's going to end up like his dear old brother." Stephen says as he laughs. "No! I won't! No!" Silas yells as Stephen's laugh echoes through his mind.
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Silas jumps up in a cold sweat. Looking around he realizes he's back in his room. He grabs his glasses off the dresser and looks at the clock. "2:15 am. Damn it!" Silas says as he lies back down. His phone starts to light up as he reaches for it. "Hey, just wanted to say thanks again for a lovely day and the flowers. You should have seen the face Danny made when I showed them to him. Hope to see you tomorrow. Good night and sweet dreams. Xoxoxoxo-Sam" Silas smiles but then it fades. "Wish I would have read that two hours ago." Silas says as he rolls back over and looks out the window. Once again, sleep was non-existent.