Chapter 3
Revving the engine
[Flashback]
"Sammy? Do you think we'll ever get married"
Sam smiled at Amanda as he took her hand "of course Babygirl, I promise" he extends his pinky as she does the same "Pinky promise"
She giggles and wraps her arms around his neck as He places his hands on her waist "When do you think that'll be?" Amanda says with a soft giggle and a wink
"After I get back from Afghan, does that sound alright?" He winks back and picks her up by her waist
"Of course" she leans down and places her lips onto Sam's as she teasingly bites his lip
Sam grunts in frustration and slightly pushes her back "I'm not getting turned on before I get on that plane." He said stubbornly
"But Daaadddyyyyy" she whined "I'll miss teasing yoouuu"
Sam rolls his eyes and kisses her, letting her bite his lip as she lets out a soft giggle "I love you"
"I love you too princess"
[End Flashback]
Sam walked across the barren parking lot with salt filled tears rolling down his face with his hands in his pockets. He couldn't stand the thought of loosing her, even for a second, it brought tears to his eyes just thinking about it. With every step he took on the sun-bleached Blacktop, the more he felt alone; lost, empty.
He looked inside of an old 2007 Pontiac which was luckily still intact, he pried open the rusted door and sat inside. As his eyes scanned the car, he noticed that the cigarette compartment was open with the keys still inside "Small towns. Gotta love them" he put the key into the ignition and revved the engine, but not starting. "Cmon you piece of Shit. Start for daddy!" He tried revving the engine over and over again. But nothing worked. Suddenly, after an hour of messing with the ignition, and with a stroke of luck, the car came to life. Sam screamed in excitement as he Jumps into the drivers side and sighs "Fuckin finally. Townsville here I come."
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[Amanda's POV]
I woke up to Sam wrapping his arms around me tighter than usual. Typically it's tight enough to where I can barely leave his grip to pee in the morning, but this grip was the grip of death. I turn around to see if he was awake or not. As I do, I notice a tear rolling down his face, one after another. I try waking him up but all he does is move me on top of him with a swift tug of his arms. As I lean down to kiss him, he opens his eyes with fear and panic written all over his face.
"B-babe? Why are you awake?" He asks me with a broken voice
"I just wanted to check on you like normal" my tone was soft and quiet. He moves his hand to brush some hair out of my face and behind my ear
"May we stay home today? Just the two of us?" He grabs my hand as his starts to shake
"Of course we can" I peck him on the lips as I (try to) hug him as tightly as he is to me
"I love you" we both say at the same time, causing us to giggle and relax in each other's arms
{I apologize that this chapter is so short, by the time I'm publishing this its 12:00 at night T-T I'll try to make the 4th twice as long! As of right now my final words are Goodnight and sleep tight!}
