Shadyside is my Home / Fearstreet Sam x Deena

Rumours / Chapter 8

Sams POV
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I just got to my room and I fall back onto my bed. I can't believe it. I went on a date with Deena Johnson. My neighbour with beautiful long curly hair, a voice so euphonious it gives me butterflies, and her lips so soft - they were touching mine.

My thoughts get interrupted by an argument coming from downstairs.
Out of curiosity I walk out of my room and peek my head downstairs.

"Where the hell were you all night?! I know you weren't at work!" My moms yelling at my Dad. I've never seen her so furious.

"Listen. I had to figure some stuff out - this autopsy I'm doing is-."

"Bullshit. You smell like cheap perfume. I know you were at her place again!"

"Honey, listen." My Dads stern look is wiped off his face by a hard smack.
Out of shock I let out a quiet gasp. I can't comprehend what's happening. All I know is that my Moms hitting my Dad - tears running down his face. What can I do in this situation? It's my parents - my very strict parents, and right now they were aggravated.

I go up to my room and turn on the stereo. My head goes straight to those rumours about my mother - back in Martins Ferry.
My Dad went to work with a broken nose and a bruised jaw. He said it was from a bar fight, but our neighbours said they saw my Mom and Dad fighting outside.
The rumours were true weren't they?

I stay up for most of the night with the stereo on blast. I can't sleep, how could I after that? My head was switching between Deena and my parents. I feel like I'm going to explode, my head is throbbing.

Deenas POV
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I walk into my house and I'm taken back by ecstasy. Smile on my face that I can't wipe off - even though I walk into a house smothered by the scent of beer. I can't help but smile and twirl to my room like a happy little girl. I think I'm in love. Every time I look at Samantha Fraser I get this feeling - a feeling that everything's going to be okay. When I'm with her it's like the chaos around me isn't there, and I'm addicted to that feeling.

I lay in my bed with a twinkle in my eye all night. I can't stop thinking about Sam. If she were here laying next to me I would stare at her all night, admiring her icy eyes, the way her dimples showed when she smiled, every feature of her face - because she was beautiful.
So there I lay - struggling to sleep because my head is filled with Sam.

Monday 8:30AM
"Josh get up here, we have to go!" I yell to get the boys attention - he's probably talking with his nerdy friends on AOL again.
"I'm coming!" He finally replies.

I put on my seatbelt and turn to Josh.
"You gotta stop with that internet bullshit. Do you know how expensive AOL is?"

"It's not bullshit, and I'm stealing it from the neighbours." Josh scoffs.

I start up the car. "Right because that's so much better."

Josh tuts. "Why do you always have to start arguments in the morning?"

"Because It's something to wake you up - get that adrenaline going." I say jokingly - messing up his hair.

We walk into school past the metal detectors and we go our separate ways like always. "I'll see you later, Sir Silence." I give Josh a playful grin as I head off to my locker.

"Morning lady killer." Kate says with a smile on her face - holding her books.
I close my locker. "You're in a good mood." I chuckle.
"So are you by the looks of it. What happened?" Kate asks - looking me up and down.
"Am I not allowed to have a good, happy filled morning?" I ask as me and Kate walk into the bathroom.