Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; 'I Think a fic where Beth tries to cheer Sam up by playing guitar and singing to her would be super cute.'
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Words: 1225
Pairing(s): Beth/Sam (Red Beanies), Josh/Chris (Climbing Class), Emily/Hannah
Warning(s): Doggy Death *cri*, Girls being cute, Singing~
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I groaned in frustration as I hit my head against the wall, trying to come up with anything that could work. Nothing else was WORKING. It was making me too frustrated, I needed to calm myself down before I made her feel any worse. I took a deep breath and walked back and forth across the expanse of my room, wishing deeply that it would have never happened, she didn't deserve to go through that pain. The pain of losing someone can be devastating and I hated seeing Sam so sad. I looked around my room, chewing on my nails as I did so, looking at everything I had to see if any of it would work.
My eyes finally landed on my guitar hidden in between my dresser and bed and grinned, running over to it and grabbing it, once I had it in my hands my smile disappeared, I haven't played this thing in years, I'm probably really rusty, meaning Sam wouldn't like this at all. Or she might? It's the thought that counts I guess.
I should maybe explain myself? Start from the beginning? I don't know why I would do that since I know what happens but I'm going to break the fourth wall here for you all.
It all started early this morning. I woke up to the sound of my door being torn down, well, not literally, but I swear if Sam continued to bang on it the entire thing just would have caved in. I was really groggy so I took awhile to get there, I could hear Josh and Chris in the guest bedroom yelling for me to make it stop. When I told the two of them to get a room last night when they were all over one another on my couch I didn't mean to actually take my guest room as theirs and decide to do the do last night. Listening to the two drunks do it was not exactly the best thing in the world. Far from it actually. Back to the main story. I finally made it to the door and was met with a crying Sam who had her arms wrapped around herself, I have never seen her like this, and Max wasn't with her. Max was her bitch. By bitch I mean her Female German Shepard who was a huge sweetheart and adored attention. Sam brought Max with her everywhere, so when I asked her about it she had pushed past me and fell on my couch, crying her heard out in anguish. She told me how Max got loose from Sam on her way here due to a squirrel getting her attention and a black jeep had came out of no where and just ran right over Max, Sam told me there was nothing left to bury, her body was literally ripped apart and the driver didn't even stop, they just kept going as if it was nothing. So for about an hour I let her cry on me until she finally fell asleep, her face a dark red and eyes puffy, Josh and Chris came through, looking ready to ask about it but I whisked this out of my house, telling them I could handle it.
Now I realize I can't really. I'm terrible at being sympathetic. Last time I had to be was when Hannah was turned down by Mike and even then I wasn't the best. All I could do is tell her to move on. And well, she did.
With Emily.
Which surprised the hell out of me. Emily WAS Mike's girlfriend, then they broke up like they always did and apparently Hannah swooped in and now her and Emily are happy as can be. I never even thought of them together before but now I can't see them NOT being together, they are that perfect for each other. It's weird really, and I have no idea how to describe it. But yeah, definitely perfect for each other.
Now here I am, looking at my guitar as if it had personally offended me because I couldn't play it very well anymore. But oh well, I'll try. I sat down and hummed a bit as I strung a few strings, huh, I actually wasn't that bad. Maybe I can turn a pop song into acoustic. Sam loves it when singers do that. . . let's see. What song could I sing her. . .
Aha!
I scurried into the living room where Sam was lying down, I sat in the chair across from her and started the song, she stirred and slowly sat up, a small smile gracing her features. She sat up fully and got comfortable, I started to sing.
"Who's around when the days feel long
Who's around when you can't be strong
Who's around when you're losing your mind
Who cares that you get home safe
Who knows you can't be replaced
Who thinks that you're one of a kind."
I smiled at her and cleared my throat before I continued, she was nodding along to the music at this point.
"Somebody misses you when you're away
They wanna wake up with you everyday
Somebody wants to hear you say
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you"
I stood up and with the guitar still in my hands walked over to her and put a foot on the table.
"I'm around when your head is heavy
I'm around when your hands aren't steady
I'm around when your day's gone all wrong
I care that you feel at home
Cause I know that you feel alone
I think you're going to miss me when I'm gone."
Sam started to tear up a bit as she looked up at me, clearly emotional at this point since this would be the first time she's heard me sing and indirectly told her I loved her. . . I should tell her more often.
"Somebody misses you when you're away
They wanna wake up with you everyday
Somebody wants to hear you say
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Why don't you come on over
Why don't you lay me down
Does the pain feel better
When I'm around
If I am good to you
Won't you be good to me
That's how easy this should be."
I finished and put my guitar down, sitting next to her and pulling her into a deep kiss, she kissed me back, laughing into the kiss and when I pulled back she was glowing.
"I'm gonna buy you a new pup, don't worry." I said and she shook her head, still smiling.
"Nah. I don't. . . .I don't need a dog. . ."
"Just because you don't need a dog doesn't mean you don't want one. . . I am so sorry about Max. . . I wish I could have helped." Sam shook her head and just hugged me, curling up in my lap and kissing my cheek.
"Whatever you wanna do Beth. . . .I love you."
"I love you too." I rested my head against hers and closed my eyes, happy that my music was able to cheer her up.
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Song used; 'Somebody Loves You' by Betty Who
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