Torn [Smosh Fanfiction]

Chapter 10- Over Her Dead Body

Samantha's POV -

    I shaked to what seemed like the rythm of the phone ringing, then, it stopped. I could hear a muffled "hello" coming from the other room, unmistakibly Ian's voice. I lifted the phone from it's dock, keeping my voice silent

    "I'm going to ask one more time, who are you?" Ian growled from the other line.

    "That's not your business, just give the phone to Samantha."

    "You're that Drew guy, aren't you?"

    "Well.." Drew's voice trailed.

    "Fuck off, will you? Leave her alone, I've heard what you've done to her."

    "If you don't give to the phone to her, I'll come talk to her, in person."

    "Over my dead body."

    "No, over her dead body."

Ian's POV-

    The phone went silent, and so did I. I had to get Samantha far away, as soon as possible. I bolted to Samantha's room, to find her with the phone clasped in her hand, her eyes wide. She heard the conversation.

    "Samantha?" I said softly.

    She looked over at me, her eyes still wide. She was completely silent.

    I approached her, my eyes slowly met hers as I sat on the bed, "I'll help you pack."

    She slowly knodded, standing up from the bed.

    "I'm so sorry Samantha."

    She knodded, our eyes were still locked on eachother. She smiled a little as she opened a drawer, pulling out clothes. I aproached a dresser, but she smirked, putting her arm in front of my chest.

    "What?" I asked, with a snarky tone in my voice.

    She wrapped her other arm around me, followed by me wrapping her in my arms around as well. She smiled up at me as I smiled down at her.

    There was no way I was going to let Drew lay a finger on her.

Anthony's POV-

    I struggled to get up before I made my way to Samantha's room. I knew something was going on, I heard the phone go off again before I went back to sleep, I didn't think much of it. I probably should have though.

    I continued to Samantha's room and opened the door. As I walked further in, I saw Samantha and Ian in the middle of some passionate hugging thing. I cringed, Ian definately had the upper hand with Samantha; I needed to step up my game.

    "What's up?" I said noncholantly, as if the sight of Ian and Samantha having some intimate moment wasn't slowly eating away at me from the inside out.

    The swiftly detached from eachother.

    Samantha gulped, blushing slightly, "Drew called again,"

    "We need to leave asap." Ian finished for her, "So pack some stuff."

    I began to exit the room to pack my things, but looked behind me to see them doing the same hug thing again.

     "I don't think that's packing." I said over my shoulder.

    They detached from eachother, and began to pack.

    Dick mode activated.

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