Here's Chapter 12 for you guys! :>
Sorry again if it took me ages to update another chapter. :)
but, anyway.. here it is. :))
oh.. just want to remind everyone who's reading this. If you're thinking that my story doesn't have connections with the real life 'samtin', it's because this is not a samtin fanfic. It's just a story inspired by them. :>
I miss Samtin. :) I'm a certified Samtinner! :>
Enjoy reading! :D
Thanks! :))
-mesmerizedmei31
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While waiting for the elevator, Tyler poked Celestine right on the shoulder and asked, "You really think he's jealous of me, Celestine?" His face surfaced a hint of smile, that kind of smile that sweeps you off your feet.
Shocked of Tyler's question, she admitted, "You heard everything?! Well, yeah, I think so. He's babbling all about how we're so close together now when we actually just met last night. Why am I even telling you this?!"
"Are we, though?"
"Are we what?" She questioned him pretending like an innocent child wanting to be saved by her mother.
"Are we close?"
Celestine flushed, unsure what to say, "Uhm.. I don't know.. Are we?"
"You just returned my question. Oh, well. Let's go to Samuel's office to get your luggage bags and right after that, I'm taking you somewhere for lunch."
"Actually, I have a better idea. What if I call my parents first while you go get my luggage bags. I haven't fully recovered yet, you know. I can't carry heavy things."
"Actually, you can't."
"Can't what, Tyler?"
"You can't call your parents."
"And why?" Celestine frowned, her eyebrows knitted close together in thought, showing Tyler a puzzled expression.
"The police still doesn't know who planted the bomb in your car. For you and your parents' safety, we told your parents not to go near you or come and visit you. They've been calling since the accident, but you were still in a coma. They really wanted to visit you but we can't risk it. We both want you and your family safe. I was gonna tell you last night, but after I told you about Rose, I decided to tell it to you today. They called the other day. I told them you're already awake."
"If that's the case, then why did you let Samuel take me to the party last night, with all those cameras taking photos of our every move? If Sam knows about this, why did he ask me to go tomorrow with him?" She questioned him as her lips begun to quiver trying to be strong of the fact that her family was affected. She permitted the first teardrops of sorrow and pain ran down her cheeks.
"Are they okay? I want to see them, Tyler. I want to make sure their safe. Please take me to them!" She cried as if she was being tortured. She couldn't help but worry about her family.
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