The Roses Within | AWESAMPONK | DISCONTIUED

Chapter 21 - Happy times

I hungrily ate Sam's alfrado. It was so good. I felt like I haven't eaten anything in ages. Sam sat down next to me and laughed at my hunger.

"Someone's hungry." He teased. I smacked him in the shoulder and he dissolved into cute giggles.

"Don't judge how I eat!" I said after swallowing my mouthful. He made a "mmmhmm" noise and began eating as well.

I got to know Sam like this for a few months. I'd hangout with him at lunch and after school and in the SMP I would bother him while he worked long hours in the prison. He also took care of me when I got sick from the rain that one time.

"Ponk- I- Your sick!" He shouted to me over the phone. I sniffled.

"I'm-" I coughed.

"I'm okay Sammy!" I swallowed back another cough.

"I'm coming. Which room are you in?" He said suddenly. I blushed. Why was he so caring?

"No- No!" I broke into a fit of coughing that I tried to swallow back. I grabbed some water and drank it. Sam made a noise of distress as I drank.

"Your sick. I'm coming whether you like it or not. Ill just find you." Before I could respond, He hung up. I guess I don't have a choice. I sighed and sank deeper into the bed, squishing my cheek against my pillow. I wasn't tired nor did I have a headache. But apparently, I have to get a lot of rest. Even if it was remarkably boooring.

A couple of minutes later I heard the door open and my mother making a surprised noise. I hear some mumbling and heard footsteps coming towards my door. I sat up groggily and ran a hand through my hair as the door opened. Sam poked his head through the door as he was panting.

"Hey Sammy." I stretched as he moved closer. I instinctively moved back as he hugged me.

"Ponk! I'm so glad your okay!" He said into my shoulder. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Surprise..? I'm not in misery. its not even that bad." I broke into a fit of coughs as Sam sighed.

"I know I know.. You should still be resting anyway." He untangled himself from me and touched my forehead with a finger, pushing me back down onto my pillows.

"Just rest Ponk. I'll go have a chat with your mother and I'll come back up in just a bit." Sam stood up and left, gently shutting the door behind him. I felt lonely and empty, as if someone found the last piece to a broken vase but didn't glue it back on. I laid there in bed, hot and uncomfortable. I thrashed around a bit, Trying to find a cool spot.

Eventually though, Sam did come back. He immediately noticed how uncomfortable I was. Of course he did. It was as if he could open me up, and read it like a book, emotions and all.

"You all right, Ponkie?" I shook my head. It was so hot. Sam strutted over and opened the window, letting the fresh air and breeze flow in. I felt a shudder of pleasure as the wind hit my skin and quenched my heat. Sam chuckled and walked back over, Sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Doing okay?" I nodded. I knew the one thing I wanted right now, but I didn't dare put it into words. Sam took my hands in his and looked at me. I could feel the heat rise up into my face and looked away. He looked like an angel with the sun casting a halo around his perfect features.

He seemed to hesitate, But that was all the warning I got before he slipped into bed below me, Letting my head fall onto his chest.

"What are you?!-" I got cut off by Sam chuckling and stroking my hair. I relaxed into his warm touch, Letting relief flow through me. I felt sleepy, So I shifted into a more comfortable position and felt safe enough to fall asleep in his arms.

But anyway, Back to present times.

Something nagged me. It had always nagged me whenever Sam and I hung out. I couldn't put it into words, But I felt a strange twinge of jealousy and protectiveness whenever Sam laughed and chatted with other people. Of course, It wasn't illegal to laugh with your friends or anything. I just felt... Strange. 

For example, Sam and I were hanging out with Foolish while he built his empire in the desert. Sam and Foolish laughed at each others stupid jokes. It wasn't even funny. They were both chatting on top of the unfinished wall.

 Sam helping Foolish finish off the walls and begin the roof of the temple. I however, sat on the floor in silence, Silencing pouting to myself. Don't get me wrong- I loved Foolish. He was lovely company. But this specific day I felt... Cranky and out of place.

"Yo Ponk! Come up here and help?" Foolish called. I looked up and shook my head.

"Sorry Fool, Feel tired y'know?" The totem nodded in understanding and went back to work. Sam however, Didn't. He said something to Foolish and hopped down with the bucket clutch and ran towards me, Skidding to a stop next to me. I avoided his eyes and made a infinite circle in the soft sand. He sat next to me and looked into my eyes, Which did not look back at his.

"Are you okay, Ponk?" He asked in a soft voice. I shook my head.

"Sorry Sammy- Just tired. I think I'm gonna leave." I stood up and took a step away. But Sam stood up with me and held my wrist in an iron grip, Turning me around with a sweep of his arms.

"O-ow! Sammy your- Hurting- Me..." I trailed off by his intense expression.

"What's' bothering you, Ponk?" He asked in a demanding tone. I winced at his grip at my wrist. He let go and began my wrist in circles, Soothing the pain he had inflicted.

"Nothing- Nothing! I swear I'm just Tired-" I stammered. Warm blood was rushing to my face again as my brain refused to give me the right words anymore.

[First post in 2 bajillion years /j Stay hydrated! Words: 1034]