Recalled

Not My Kind

The clock ticked away as I waited to see Sam's yellow and black Lamborghini Guillardo in the driveway. And finally after half an hour, he had appeared. I picked up and put on my light pink jacket and walked out the door.

And there he was in the car waiting for me, my beautiful Sammy-poo, he had dark brown hair. Smooth tanned skin that was only made more elegant with his sexy muscular build, and not the the slender type. His lips were thin and smooth, hands quite soft for a football player, and to top it all off he had beautiful heart wrenching blue eyes that made every girl sigh in admiration.

As I walked up to the car I flashed him a smile, he immediately knew that I was apologizing. He gave me a shut-lipped smile, which told me that he forgave me, but something was bothering him. I was waiting for his jaw to drop when he had seen me but he just looked at my face and patted the passengers seat.

It seemed like he barely ever eye-oggles me anymore...

I lifted up the door and shut it closed. Ad the hum of the engine roared in my ears as I buckled my seatbelt and we drove away.

"Good morning 'Handra!" Sam greeted.

"Good morning Sammy. What took you so long? Did you wake up late or something?"

Sam let out a sigh and shifted into second.

"No things are fine, I've just been having issues sleeping is all...and I woke up late. I'm sorry."

"Oh Sam I'm sorry. Have you been having bad dreams?"

"Bad isn't the word for it."

"What are they about?"

"I don't know, it's like...they're never about me. I see everything through someone else's eyes."

"Yeah?"

"It's always usually nighttime, and they always follow me. Watching me while I am asleep, Just...waiting for something."

"Sounds creepy Sam."

"Yeah, the funny thing is, I don't know what to make of it! But you hear them panting, breathing heavily like some tweaked pervert or something."

I snorted, now he was starting to sound like a child that watched too many horror films.

"It's not funny!" Sam snapped.

"I know it's not!" I lied.

"I hate it when you act like this! You never take things seriously! You-!"

"...I what, Sam?"

"Never mind Alejandra, there is no point."

"No Sam! Let's talk! If you've got something to say about me, then say it."

"No 'Handra." Sam denied patiently.

"You don't even know the reason why I even snorted! You always seem to insinuate that I am insulting you!"

"BECAUSE-!"

"Sam, all I was snorting about was the fact that you made me think of a child that read too many horror book and watched too many horror films."

"...Oh....I'm sorry 'Handra, I didn't mean to snap at you, it must be my lack of sleep is all."

"Don't mention it Sam, it's okay. Outside of the bad dreams, I didn't see you yesterday at school, was everything okay?"

We were only a few minutes away from Grove, we were passing Alkali park, the park was named in honor of my (four times great) grandfather Alkali Casey on my mother's side, he arrested almost every extremely wanted criminal that roamed the country and crossed his path.