Part VI

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I've been studying my dad's notebook from cover to cover.

I have become obsessed with the idea of actual angels walking amongst us.

I wanted to know everything that I could, who was Sam? Can I make him remember who he was? Is he against my father or on his side? Neither, perhaps?

I also may have become obsessed with the idea of Sam; I just couldn't get him out of my head.

Every time I thought about literally anything, his image would just pop in my head.

It's been two weeks since I dropped him off at Richard's and I didn't see him ever since.

Richard asked me not to come around because he wanted to make sure I was safe, and wanted to figure Sam out himself before involving me.

If you are wondering about the dog Sam may have healed- I ended up adopting him, I guess I didn't want to be alone again, and I also wanted to save the dog, I named him chicken, Chicki for short, I don't know why, I guess he just looked like a chicken nugget to me.

It was an early Sunday afternoon; I was at butterfly café in a booth with Stewart, drinking vanilla milkshakes.

I actually got to catch up with him a lot these past few weeks and we saw each other nearly every day, I still haven't told him about the existence of celestial beings though, I want him to trust me so I don't scare him away.

He told me all about how he came out to his family and how his father, Andre, did not approve but is trying to understand, and Stewart's not even upset because he understands that it's new and different to him, and I listened, because it was nice listening to a real life story for once, and not one about angels and demons.

As we were speaking Richard called me.

"Hey, I'll be right back" I told Stewart as I stepped outside and answered hesitantly.

"Hey, Richard, what's up?"

"Halo! I'm okay, how have you been? Never mind, tell me later. I called because I want to meet you. Sam said he remembers something but won't tell me no matter how hard I threatened him to." He quickly said.

"And where do I fit in the picture?" I asked back.

"He won't tell me what he can remember, but he said he will tell you. I want you to talk to him and make him tell me what it is because this boy drives me nuts!! You owe me that for letting him in" he said half-jokingly.

My heart instantly leaped.

Could it be that he feels the connection that I feel to him?

Is it possible, that maybe, he thinks about me as much as I do about him?

"O-Okay, how about this- I'll pick up Chinese takeaway and we'll meet for dinner at yours? All four of us." I asked mumbling.

"Four of us?" he asked back.

"Yes! You, Sam, me and Chicken! I have to bring him." I could definitely sense that eye roll.

"Fine, I'll see you at 8?" he asked politely.

I agreed and got off the phone.

I was going mad for sure.

I took my entire closet out looking for something to wear.

Am I going to wear something cute and flirty? Something casual? Do I even want to be seen as cute and flirty to Sam?

I just felt like I need to impress him, so when I finished shaving each and every particle of my body I decided to go for a simple, yet cute pink dress and my doc martens.

Not the best combination, I know, but I really didn't have heels or anything.

When I got to Richard's house Sam opened the door, and I was not ready for that.

Did he try to impress me too or does he always look this good?

When I felt like I was staring at him for too long I tried to talk, but my voice cracked and I fumbled over my own words.

"I got the Chinese- the food Chinese" Jesus, get a hold of yourself, Halo.

"I got the Chinese food" I said again, raising the bags of food while smiling at him but mostly at the success of being able to get more than 3 words out of my mouth around him.

He smiled back at me, and I just wanted to hide behind the paper bags of noodles and dim sum.

He offered to take the bags, but being the feminist that I am I simply gone past him into the house; I probably shouldn't have done that.

I let chicken out of his leash and he immediately jumped on Sam and doused him in wet licks and squealing sounds.

When Richard came down the stairs he smiled at me warmly and gave me the biggest hug ever.

"Missed me much?" I asked giggling.

"He has not shut up about you, and that means a lot considering he barely talks" Richard whispered in my ear; I don't think I have ever blushed as much as I did at that moment.

After eating and catching up on the last two weeks I asked Sam if I could speak to him in the other room, he just nodded.

I sat on the bed; he sat on the chair across from me.

"So.. Richard tells me you remembered something?" I asked when none of us said anything.

"Not remembered, dreamt. I dreamt of something from the past. Richard told me I might see memories in my dreams, and I know that this was a memory." He said hesitantly not making any eye contact.

"What do you remember?" I asked again.

"Not a lot, mostly colors: Blue, red, black and violet."

Before he could even finish the sentence a golden colored type of wind washed over me and suddenly my vision was replaced by flashes of images.

I saw red hair

Blue eyes, they weren't Sam's eyes.

Black wings.

And then I remembered, I dreamt the same dream as he did.

The night I met Sam I had that dream but all I could remember was colors.

"Halo? Are you okay?" Sam asked me quietly.

"Yes, why?" I asked even though I was going crazy inside.

"Your eyes.. They turned yellow for a few seconds, is that normal?" he asked again.

My eyes turned what now?

I surely couldn't tell Sam about my latest revelation, what if he used that against me?

"I'm okay.. Don't worry about that, we should probably go out now, I'm getting kind of tired" I said faking a yawn.

He just nodded again.

I hugged Richard goodbye and tried to avoid any contact with Sam, took Chicken with me and we left.

I really wanted to go home and just deal with this tomorrow. I've had enough of the supernatural for today.


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