Chapter 9 - Fight
"Sam," Sami says, looking at me. We are in the treehouse again.
"Yeah?"
"We need to talk. About Pan."
"Ugh, why? I know he's evil. I'm not stupid."
"No, Sam, it's the fact that you trust him. You know he's bad, yet you trust him."
I sigh. "Sami. It's not like I have a choice. Do you think I asked for this?"
"Yeah, I get that. But you trust him. You don't care he's bad. God, Sammie, you're crushing on him!"
My entire face goes pale. My heart beats fast. That blush rises up in my cheeks again. "Ha! Knew it! You do like him!"
"No, I don't! How could I like someone like him?"
"You do. I see the way you look at him. Stop playing dumb." Sami takes my hands in hers now. "Sam, I'm trying to protect you. He's using you. For something. And I won't let him hurt you. But you have to listen to me. Don't trust him."
I jerk back. "Sami, I can protect myself. Stop treating me like a child!"
"I'm not! I'm just trying to protect you!"
"I don't need protecting! I can protect myself!"
"Just please! Don't trust him!"
"I don't have a choice! Pan always gets what he wants! I can't change that! I'm special to him for some reason and I don't know why, and he won't tell me! Do you think it's easy? He acts all nice and then he's a complete jerk! I'm stuck here, and there's nothing I can do about it! I don't have a choice!"
Tears forming, I hop down the ladder, angry and upset.
"Where are you going?"
"Back to camp! With Pan."