salted wound |sameena|

twenty eight.

deena props herself up using her elbows, the soft blanket underneath her arms cushion her and sam. "what are you thinking about sammy?"

sam seems startled by the question, "why do you think people fall out of love?" she keeps her gaze on the sky above and analyzes the moon.

deena takes a moment to respond, she chews on her cheek and takes a breath. "you're not talking about us, are you?"

sam finally makes eye contact with deena while placing her hand on top of her arm. "no," she sucks air in "how does that even happen, i mean loving someone is a choice and when do you just decide to stop choosing?" she quits rambling and looks at deena who is just letting her thoughts process.

sam breathes, "i'm sorry i don't know why i'm thinking this. i think i maybe go home for tonight."

deena looks up from the spot she was once staring at. "go home.. to your mom's house?" she bites her cheek, making it more raw. "are you sure you want that sam?"

"yeah i feel like i should go, i cannot avoid my mother forever. i think she's trying to change.. you know and become better."

"sam it was only three months ago she was throwing you out for only exploring your sexuality." deena grabs sam's attention for her eyes were wondering. "i just want you to be comfortable and safe." she grins at her.

"i know deena." sam twiddles her thumbs, "can you actually take me home now please?"

"why so soon, is everything okay?" deena's eyebrows curve downwards.

sam nods her head and sits herself up. "i am just tired that's all."

she stands up and huffs herself back into deena's car. while sitting in the dim seat she presses her fingers against the outside of her mouth.

thinking is all she could do in that moment, too scared to speak and say the wrong things. she loves deena but it just isn't that simple. once deena figures out she's moving away, and not only away to sunnyvale their relationship will be full of tension.

deena finishes folding up the blanket and gets into the car.

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sam sits with her head turned from deena the entire ride to her old suburban house.

sam perks her head at the clicking of the stick shifting to park the car.

deena's raspy voice speaks up, " sam i cant ignore this  anymore, what is wrong?"

sam turns to deena with a blank expression. "i don't know how to say this,"

deena's eyebrows slant down and her mouth remains stiff as a board. she begins to speak, "say what sam?"

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okay don't be insanely mad at me ik i gave up on this story but i'm trying to finish it soon and a new story WILL be out. 🫶