Secrets

Chapter Eight

Tuesday 9:00AM
Sammy POV

I woke up with Mattie in my arms. I got up trying not to wake her, it was a rough night for the both of us and she needed the sleep. As i got up I stopped for a moment to admire her. She was beautiful even when she slept. As I walked to the door I heard her sleepy voice "Leaving already?" I turned around and she was sitting up staring at me. "Yeah, I don't want you in trouble." I smiled at her. She gave me puppy dog eyes and grabby hands. I chuckled and sat beside her on the bed. She laid her head on my lap and smiled. I think it was the first time i've seen her smile.

Tuesday 11:00AM

I woke up to the smell of old spice, that's unusual. I opened my eyes and there he was. "Good morning sleeping beauty." I smiled and bit his stomach. "Ow!" He jolted back. "Sleeping beauty is a vampire?" We both laughed. I got off his lap and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked out of the doorway and he was no longer on my bed but cleaning my room. "What are you doing?" I asked after I rinsed my mouth. "Picking up my mess." He seemed happier than usual this morning. "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it." He looked at me and smiled. "Not happening." He said. "Well at least let me help." I began picking up and not even second later I heard giggling. "What's so funny?" I turned around and saw Sammy with a pair of my underwear on over his pants. "Take those off!" I yelled. He laughed at my sheer frustration. "I think I look good in them though" He shook his butt at me and I couldn't help but laugh. "Sammy?" He looked at me concerned. "Yeah?" He asked. "Im sorry" He hugged me. "What for?" He asked rubbing my back. "Everything." A tear rolled down my face. "There's nothing to be sorry for, Little Dracula."

Tuesday 11:30AM

We walked down stairs and I grabbed my keys. "Where are we going?" Sammy asked. "I'm taking you to the best pancake place in town." I smiled at him and we got in the car.

Tuesday 11:35AM

"Wanna play 20 questions?" Sammy ask. "sure" I said smiling. "Alright i'll go first." Sammy says. "Who's your celebrity crush?" he smirks. "Easy, Sarah Paulson." He looks confused "a girl?" He was astonished by my answer. "Yep, so why did you and your mother move here?" He sighed as if I had crossed a line. "You don't have to tell me, It's fine." I said. "She's not my mother." He grabbed my hand and began to play with my fingers. "That's my sister, She took me from our mother a couple months ago. Mother was abusive and a user" A tear landed on my hand and I looked at him. "The scar by your eye?" I asked. " That was the first time she hit me, when I was 7. " I pulled over and hugged him. He started to sob, I ran my fingers through his hair.
The perfect boy with a horrible story. It all made sense.

Tuesday 1:00pm

We made it home after eating at my favorite pancake place. Sammy walked in the house and plopped on the couch. "I think i'm pregnant" he said rubbing his stomach. "Well you did eat 7 pancakes." I giggled and sat beside him. He looked at me and smiled. "What is it?" I asked. He tucked my hair behind my ear and held my hand. "You're beautiful." He said inna soft voice. I felt butterflies in my stomach and my heart dropped. I pulled away from him. How could I let this happen? We could not be this close. He could not be around me. He would figure everything out and and put us in danger. "What-What is it Mattie?" he ask with a frown. "We can't do this." I sighed and began walking towards the stairs but he ran in front of me blocking the stairs. "Mattie, Please tell me why!" He begged me. "Sammy, move."  I slightly raised my voice but he didn't flinch, not even a little. I tried pushing him and it didn't work. "Sammy, just move damn it." I was annoyed at this point. "Not until i get a reason, Mattie!" At this point o was furious. Who does he think he is? I started hitting his chest and yelling. He grabbed me my shoulders and wrapped his arms around me. I dropped in his arms and started crying. He sat on the floor with me and stroked my hair. "I cant, Sammy, I just can't."  I sobbed into his chest. "Why? What is keeping you from telling me?" He asked. "You can tell me anything, you can trust me. I love you." I looked up at him. Did he just say what I think he did? He peeled my hair from my tear covered cheeks and smiled. "I love you too, but that doesn't change anything Sammy."

Why was this boy so invested in me? He could have any girl in the world. He was so perfect, I saw the way girl's looked at him. Now that school was over it would get a lot more complicated. He would have more time to mosey his way into my life. What happens if he figures everything out? Would he go to the police? Would he act like he didn't know?  This was getting way to complicated.