Jessica's POV
We went on another date the next weekend. We were official boyfriend and girlfriend now and going steady. Soon enough the whole campus seemed to know. I felt like I was walking on air or in my own fairytale. Our date made me feel better.
Sam and I had ate dinner and went to the movies. We talked about deeper stuff like religion, hopes, and dreams. I told him that I was Christian and that I wanted to be a doctor. I wanted to have a husband and have two girls. One boy and one girl. Sam didn't really seem to have a religion. He believed in God, but beyond that, he didn't know. Sam wanted to be a lawyer and have a big family.
Things went smoothly over the next few weeks. I learned that Sam didn't like clowns, that his father was a Marine, and that he liked dogs. Sam even mentioned his brother again who liked Led Zeppelin. He seemed to be more comfortable around me. I was glad he seemed to be opening up.
Everything was ruined on April 17th. It was late out and Sam and I were walking home. The campus was empty because everyone had gone to bed. Suddenly, Danny was there.
"Hey, sweetheart. Long time no see." He smiled. "This must be your new boyfriend."
"Yeah, what's it to you?" Sam growled.
I stared in shock. He had never talked like that before.
"Well, that's my girl." Danny answered.
"Not anymore."
"Let's see about that. I suppose we fight." He suggested.
"Well, for it to be fair you need to put down the gun."
"Sam. Don't." I warned. Danny was a really good fight. I knew that better than anyone.
"It'll be fine. I can take him." Sam assured me.
Danny put down the gun and kicked it out the way. Both got into fighting stances. I watched as they circled each other. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't call the cops. Danny's father was the cops. No one had believed me I said that Danny was abusive. Nothing was done.
Danny was the first one to throw a punch. Sam swiftly dodge it. They did it a few more times, before Danny pulled out a knife. That cheater! I called for Sam. He briefly looked my way and from the angle I was at, I just saw Danny swing. I couldn't see if Sam got hurt. He showed no sign of getting hurt. Danny slashed a few more times and missed Sam every time. Sam quickly glanced at me and took a deep breath as if in defeat. Taking a step forward, Sam punched Danny in the face. Danny tried to punch back but Sammy seemed to be too good. With one final punch, Danny hit the ground. I ran to Sam.
"I'm so sorry. Did he hurt you?" I looked over Sam. I saw a rip in his jacket. "Is that…?" I pointed.
"Nah. Just a tear in my jacket. He wasn't as good as he thought he was." Sam brushed me off. "We are almost at your place. Let's go."
"Okay."
Other than walking slower, Sam didn't seemed to be acting any different.
"So, he is an ex of yours?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. Danny Evans. He is the son of a cop so he thinks he can do anything." I told him.
"Uh." He sighed.
"Yeah, I guess for all of this to make sense I have to tell the full story."
"You don't have to if you don't want to." Sam said softly.
"I wanted to tell you. You should know." I looked over at him and saw his arms were crossed. "Um, well I dated him last year. He was the most popular being a junior and all. He dated around all the time, so when he got to me I felt honored. I know. Stupid. So after dating a few weeks, things got worse. He um…" I trailed off. "Wasn't a gentle person."
"He hit you." Sam said angry and loud.
"Yes. So I tried to leave." I went on. "He didn't take it well. I tried to explain to everyone, but no one listened. I hadn't seen or heard from him sense. Until now." I finished. "Well this is my stop. Thanks for everything. You defended me." I smiled.
"No problem." He stepped closer.
We both stared at each other. As I looked longer, I noticed that Sam looked pale. I guess he wasn't used to this sort of things. After a few seconds of silence, Sam leaned. His lips met me and I kissed him back. He was one of the greatest kisses ever. I felt my heart flutter and time seemed to stop. He pulled back, gasping softly.
"Goodnight Jess." He whispered.
"Goodnight Sam."
He turned and left, walking quickly. I stood there watching him until I couldn't make him out anymore. Going back to my room, I was met with three friends who wanted to know everything. I told them everything.
"I guess he doesn't fight much." I shrugged.
"Well maybe not much, but I heard he has fought. That is Dad taught him." Nicole said. "Emily told me so. Said he saved her, Becky, and Zach. Took on three men."
"Really? No thought to tell me this before." I scolded.
"It wasn't a huge deal. Only some people know about it. Apparently they were perverts."
"Oh. Good thing my boyfriend can fight." I shrugged. "It was kind of scary though. Seeing Sam fight and then Danny pulled out a knife. I'm glad he didn't get hurt."
"Yeah."
I went to bed wondering more about Sam. I felt there was a part of him that I didn't see. A Sam that could fight and do things. Maybe I was just being crazy. He was just being heroic. I just wondered why his Dad thought he need to learn to fight. What was his childhood like? Shaking off my absurd thought, I fell asleep.