Outcasts~ m.c

\\Chapter Eight\\

I’m sitting in complete silence beside Michael eating the chicken, potatoes and salad that Karen made for dinner. I feel like I’m eating way too fast, so I try to slow down a bit, but I can’t its just it’s so good!

“This is delicious Mrs- Karen. Thank you.” I say smiling, in between bites of food.

“I’m glad you like it” She smiles at me. I put my fork down and take a sip from my class and as I’m drinking I look up and see Michael staring at me.

“You okay?” He asks, as he reaches under the table and puts his hand on mine.

Since that little “moment” thing on the couch he has been acting really flirty with me. I don’t know if its just the in the moment thing but I kinda really like it, a lot.

“Mhm” I say once I put the glass down and put the last bite of chicken in my mouth. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling satisfied and full. Something I haven’t felt in a really long time.

         Karen begins to clear the table and I get up to help. I grab my plate and ask Michael if he’s done with his and get up and bring them to her at the sink.

“Samantha, you don’t need to help clear the table. Please it’s okay.”

“No, I would like to help, it’s the least I can do.” I give her a smile, which she returns. She nods approving, knowing that I’m not going to NOT help.

Once we’re all done clearing the table, I thank Karen one last time for letting me stay. She doesn’t know it, and neither does Michael, but I’ve never had a feeling of a family before in the whole life I can remember. Ever since I was a little girl it’s basically just been my dad and I, there was no motherly figure, I had to figure things out for myself. Seeing Michael and his family makes me sad, I have never told anyone this but since seeing this I envy him. In a way, he shouldn’t ever be complaining about anything, his life is absolutely perfect.

“Samantha, are you alright?” Karen snaps me out of my trance. I must be staring off looking at nothing because when I blink and look at her she looks very confused and worried.

“Um, yes. Its just you have a lovely home and family. Michael is very lucky to have parents like the two of you. I can tell you guys are great” I smile at her and use all the strength I have to resist the tears I can feel pooling in the back of my eyes.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m sure your parents care for you very much too. You’re a great girl, very helpful, you’d make anyone proud.” With that I can feel something wet drip from my eye to my lips. I just nod and Karen must understand without me having to say anything because in an instant her arms are around me and holding me close. I grab on to her and just stay there for a moment, everything about this feels amazing, and being able to have a strong capable woman who cares for someone hold you when you’re sad is great.

“Samantha, it’s okay. Shh its okay” she says into my ear as I hold her.

“Sammie? Is everything okay?” I hear someone’s muffled voice from the doorway to the kitchen. I remove my hands from Michael’s moms body wipe my tears and turn around with a slight smile on my face.

“Yeah everything’s fine” I look at Michael and he looks really concerned, and he shouldn’t be. I didn’t tell his mom anything that I haven’t told him. It’s just motherly knowledge I guess.

“Do you wanna go for a walk?” He asks me and I just simply nod my head in agreement. He walks over to me and grabs my hand leading me to the front of the door.

         It’s a cool fall evening, after we grabbed our jackets we just headed outside not really knowing where exactly we were going. Especially not Michael considering he couldn’t even locate his own house. We’re walking in complete, and comfortable silence and when I turn to make sure Michael’s still following, I find him stopped kicking a small pebble around with his feet, his hands deep in his pockets.