Chapter 10

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*Ben's pov*

She started to walk away after she confronted me. I jump up from my seat and grab her around the waist.

"No, don't go." I said. I can't lose her.

"Why not?" She whispered.

"Because, I can't lose you." I whispered back.

"You don't even know me."

"No, but I'd like to." I mutter.

"You're not going to push me away this time are you?" Sam asks.

"No, I plan on keeping you by my side forever." I whisper in her ear.

"How can I trust you?"

"Cause you're going to stay with me." I say.

"What do you mean?"

"Well me and your father were talking and he thinks it would be better for you if you made new friends and hang out with other people than the Slipknot crew."

"So I'm stuck on your bus?" She asks.

"Think of it as an adventure." I laugh.

"I don't know if I can handle Danny for long periods of time."

"He's not that bad. Other than him hardly wearing pants on the bus."

"Well then." Sam mumbled, laughing a little bit.

"I think you will love all of us. We may be a bunch of heavy metal freaks with tattoos, but we are just fucking dorks." I laugh.

"Is that how you think of us, Ben? I'm heartbroken." A voice said from behind me.

"Awwe, you know its true." I laugh.

"Hey, Ben, who is the cutie?" The guy asked. I know who it is, I don't need to even try to guess.

"Well Jaime, this is Samantha Taylor."

"Who is she with or is she another groupie?"

"She is with the Slipknot crew. Samantha here is Corey's daughter."

"I'm sorry if I offended you Samantha." Jaime says to Sam.

"It's just Sam." Sam mumbles.

"Why do you go by Sam?" Jaime asks.

"Samantha is a commonly used name, I don't like it." Sam simply says.

"Oh, okay." Jaime mumbles.

"Hey Sam, why don't you go get your stuff off of your dad's bus and meet me over at mine?" I ask.

"Okay." She says.

I let her go and she heads to the Slipknot bus. Bloody hell, she's fucking perfect! She is short, but not too short. She hits my chest. She isn't big, but she's not super skinny either. The way her red hair cascades down her back in curls, the way her ice blue eyes sparkle when she is happy, her pale skin is different. It's like she's not trying to impress anyone, but still can catch attention. How did Corey help create such a fucking beautiful person? She is what my dream girl looks like. Fuck, what am I going to do? How am I going to be able to make sure that she will remain safe with me? How am I going to make sure that the guys aren't going to try to hit on her? And how am I going to be able to control myself around her when we are going to be sharing a bunk together. Oh god, wish me luck.

I need to calm down before I get to the bus. I can't mess this up, I just can't.

As I walk to the bus, I sing, trying to clear my head. I don't realize that I am singing Poison.

"I wanna watch the whole world, I wanna watch the whole world burn down, burn down. I wanna watch the world, I wanna watch the whole world burn down, burn down." I sing lightly as the bus comes to sight. There stands Sam, bag on the ground next to her, on the phone with someone.

"Yes, I understand...... No, you don't........ No I'm not going to do that....... Why?...... Really?........If you want to quit being my friend just because I'm not going to have sex with the guy....... No, I really don't care if he is famous, I refuse to sleep with him....... Fine be that way, I can live without you..... Bye bitch." Sam says and then hangs up.

I wonder who she's talking to.

"Hey Sam, who were talking to?" I ask.

"Nobody." She answers quickly.

"You ready to meet the rest of my family?"

"Yes." She says.

I hope this goes over well....


A/N: Sorry for taking forever on this chapter, but I was thinking about future things that are going to happen in the story.

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