Warped Petals (Sam-I-Am x Guy-Am-I)

Chapter 3

The world around me is bright, and the sound of birds singing fills my heart with joy. The cool wind blows against my face as I sit against a tree, my hat laying in my lap. The sounds of children laughing and playing in the summer heat echoes in my mind, keeping me distracted from my surroundings.

I'm shaken away from the distant sounds when I feel a hand brush against my own. I turn my head to meet the kind eyes looking back at me with a smile, and I lay my head against his shoulder, letting him wrap his arm around my shoulder.

Guy rests his cheek on the top of my head, intertwining his fingers with my own as he lets out a deep sigh.

"I'm so lucky to have you, Sam. I don't know what I would do if I lost you."

I look up at him, my gaze darting from his eyes to his lips. I lift my hand up to cup his cheek, pulling him down slowly. His breath spreads across my mouth as he grows closer, and his hand caresses the back of my neck.

Just as his lips are about to meet my own, I'm pulled back from the hold, accompanied by a sharp pain in my back. I try to pull away from the pain, from the stabbing, but it pushes further into me. As I feel the knife be removed, my head is slammed hard into the ground, and I feel myself fade from consciousness, but before I do, I look up to see my clone once more, walking over towards a now terrified Guy, the same devilish smile as before plastered onto his face. Then it all fades to black.

I sit up quickly, feeling my heart pound through my chest. I cup my face in my hands, breathing quickly. When I look around the room, the only sign of life is the lamp turned on. I push myself off the couch, almost losing my balance, and I walk into the bathroom, splashing water onto my face to get me to wake up faster.

I dry my hands and face on a towel, then look at the mirror above the sink. I sigh, staring into the eyes that have always stared back at me. If only I could tell my thoughts to go away, then maybe I wouldn't be so scared of everything.

I hear a worried, "Sam?" from the living room, knocking me out of the staring contest I held with myself. I walk back out into the living room to see Guy walking into the kitchen quickly.

"I'm right here," I say, walking up behind him, making him turn.

A small sigh of relief escapes his mouth, accompanied by a smile that quickly disappears when he seems to inspect my face.

"You look tense, Sam. Did something happen?" He follows me over to the couch where I pull the blanket over my shoulders.

"I had another nightmare, I-," I feel myself start to drift away again, but a hand on my own brings me back to look at his face. His beautiful, beautiful face. "I was sitting under a tree with you, it was in a park... there were kids laughing but I couldn't see them anywhere." I couldn't tell him about the kiss that almost happened, it would scare him away.

"I turned to face you, a-and then I felt a sharp pain in my back, and I was shoved into the ground. Before everything disappeared I... I saw him, he..." I shudder, looking down to the floor. "He walked over to you, I don't know what happened after that. I don't think I would have lived to see it, though."

"Who's 'he', Sam?"

I can't bring myself to look back into his eyes, the same ones that had been filled with terror not so long ago," It was me, but at the same time it wasn't. I saw him in another dream, h-he hurt me and E.B. a-and Michellee. He's like a... twisted, evil version of myself."

I feel myself start to slip away, but the feeling of a warm body holding me close pulls me back out of my head. I wanted to pull his face down and kiss him, to rid myself of the feelings that I wasn't even sure if he would accept, but I couldn't. Instead I close my eyes, listening to Guy's heartbeat.