Samantha's P.O.V.
It was like a dream... In the dream Steven and I were standing on a beautiful spiral staircase surrounded by glowing plants. It was a beauty beyond the real world.
Steven stood holding me in his arms. His angelic white shirt pratically glowing, highlighting his chiseled jaw and his handsome face.
I feel as if I had been staring into those blue eyes forever yet it's only been a little while.
I run one of my hands through his hair and smile. I've always loved his wild blonde hair. His hand fits into mine and he smiles, "I've waited so long for this..." as he leaned in my body felt paralysed once his lips grazed mine. I almost wanted to cry. I have waited for that for so long...
Oh God! I love him! I thought as my insides fluttered around like butterflies had possessed me.
With a deep look he shook his head. Even in death he had that badass vibe that I found so cute. But with a irresistable smirk his dimple deepened and he said, "Don't hurt yourself, Beautiful."
I didn't know how to answer that. I looked into his eyes our noses only centimeters apart.
"Did you hear me? Don't hurt yourself.", His eyes serious and scolding like a parents.
"I love you can't you see that? I don't want you to hurt.", he said his voice cracking with emotions.
So many emotions stuck between two places.
Life and Death.
I hugged him closer for a long moment. "How do I forget you?", I asked, what I've been asking myself for a year.
"I don't know?... Move on?", he said with his eyes widening in sadness and optimism at the same time.
Suddenly Timothy's angry voice rang through.
"WHY DID YOU DO IT?", echoed Timothy's voice. Then still angry but softer I heard, "Why did you drink yourself away?"
I shook my head. This can't be happening. All of a sudden I knew being here with Steven wasn't right.
As Timothy spoke, guilt and panic engulfed me. I shuddered as Timothy said, " I love you Sam. You've become important to me. Can't you see I'm trying to be a good friend-", he said emotion edged on his voice.
I have to wake up!
"I forgive you. I guess I will always forgive you?", Timothy said sweetly. "Now open your eyes,", he said as I felt someone stroke my hand. I looked down only to notice no one touched me. "Please?", he asked.
I looked over at Steve. "Steven?", I asked as he started to fade away along with the garden. But Steve repeated what Timothy said, "Now open your eyes."
"Steven!", I cried as a darkness seemed to inbed into everthing. "You don't need me Sam. You need to live.", he said before fading away from me this time forever.
Hitting my knees as darkeness cloaked my mind. I shook my head. "WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!", I said pinching myself. Okay that didn't work!
I looked around in panic only to see nothing but the vibrant neon spots of my imagination in the dark. I grabbed my head and focused, "I want to wake up!", I hissed.
A small light broke through. "I want to LIVE!", I thought with a might and strength I've never used before in mind.
Suddenly The Darkness was gone replaced with a state of dreaming again but this time. I was sure I'd wake up.
Somehow I knew I'd wake up.
This state of dreaming felt like the kind when you're at home in bed. It was too close to reality. Like when something sounds off or touchs you you pop up at attention.
I felt like I was going to be aware of reality soon...
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I couldn't put two photos for the Media so here is a link to Steven and Samantha's
Goodbye: http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3A6jyqlJWBE/UjzP3hIFI-I/AAAAAAAAIsk/xfIoaiKiQ8I/s640/tumblr_mtbnck0tJC1rp6habo1_500.png
First off I'm so sorry It's so short and second I'm sorry It's taken a awhile...
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