Different Time

A Familiar Face

As some of you know it has been awhile due from losing inspiration and life happened but now I really want to continue this story and as same as always ALotMoreGinger helped me with editing. so please check her out she has a amazing story on her account. this chapter is long as a sorry for making you wait this long.

It had been a week after Melody’s funeral and there was some chaos from the night before. It was a normal day in the city; at least for some people, it was. Sam was skateboarding towards the Hawkins house. A place she used to call her home when she was younger. But eventually she moved in with one of Sinbad’s close friends, Kale, who became a makeshift father-figure. Back when  Tulio, Miguel, and him used to be in a gang when they were younger and dumber. Kale was one of the strongest men they had ever met and really understood people when things got hard.

For example, Kale understood what was going through the kids when they were being exceptionally troublesome. Eventually they got out of that bad headspace and started their adult lives. They started having families after they finished college. All  except Kale. He wanted a family of his own, but struggled to  find the right woman for him. In all honesty, he doesn’t think he doesn't have much time to pursue those sorts of relationships. But he was envious of his friends when he saw their wives and children every time they visited him. Then one day that changed when Sam came into his life. Little did he know, she felt the same exact way. Sinbad knew how Kale always wanted to be a parent, and Sam was in desperate need of a parent since her father had been abusing her. It was difficult for her to become comfortable being around adult men at first  but eventually Sam and Kale started acting like a typical father and daughter taking small steps.

Sam could very easily be the last one standing after a fight, or how she's always the mediator. When she and Jim had a fight from Melody's funeral and eventually he was the one to  give in. Finally arriving at their house, the pale blonde hopped off her board, knocked her closed fist on the door expecting Sarah. Instead Jim came out, and just from the way he held himself, she knew it  would take quite a long time for him to get over Melody’s death. Maybe he never would. It's hard to say this early on. There was a long and peaceful silence between them. Neither sure what to say exactly. One thought Sam had was that if she brought up the subject of Melody’s passing it'd make him upset. Jim just kept trying to rationalize that it was a dream, simply a nightmare and that he'll wake up and see Melody next to him smiling and healthy next to him, but sadly, he knew the reality was far more grim.It made him yearn to see any part of her that was left. He wanted to see the plaque by the beach with her name on it. “Should we use the car or walk over there?” He asked, his voice soft and sad, breaking the awkward silence between them.

His moody friend thought about it, telling him that they should use the car, since it would be faster for them to get there than walking would be. She's well aware he wants to see it, but she didn’t have much of a choice, she knew he wished his girlfriend was there, still waiting for him. They got into the car and drove off to the beach. On the way there they didn't pay much notice to the whirlpools in the water, thinking it was simply lightning when something flashed and burst out. It calmed down rather quickly, however. There was a figure wading in the water floating in the direction where Melody had been buried. As they came up  to the beach and parked the car, the teen boy was gazing off at the place where the grave was, while Sam looked down thinking to herself. “He isn’t ready for this. It’s been a long enough week as it is.” Eventually she stood beside him, hesitantly asking him. “Do you want me to come with you?” He shook his head, and grabbed the one unique seashell he had found with Melody while they were still alive. He told her she could come if she wants , but to watch from afar since he just wanted to be alone. Sam just nodded, understanding and accepting his words.