I grabbed the food off the counter and made sure everyone was okay. nobody got hurt, thankfully. I also had convinced everyone that the lamia wasn't real that it was just some idiot cosplayer.i walked out the doors to see Sam sitting in the passenger seat patiently waiting. he looked up at me and gave me the cutest smile and then nervously looked into his lap.
I opened the car door and slid myself in carefully, and set the bag into the bag seat. i just stared out the windshield, wide eyed and astonished.
"Anabelle, is everything okay?" sam calmly asked
"no, not really, i came out of the bathroom and the lamia was standing right in front me."
"Oh my god, are you okay?" asked sam as he rested his hand on top of mine.
I felt my cheeks turn a bright pink."yeah i'm fine, so is everybody else."
"well what happened?" he asked in a very concerned tone.
"well i came out of the bathroom and he was standing there ready to kill, i pulled out my knife and he glanced at the knife and then back at me and laughed, it was the most villanous laugh i had ever heard. and then he turned and ran across the meadow and into the forest, i would've ran after him but you had no idea and i never would have caught up."
by the end of the conversation we had migrated to the hood of the mustang.
"you're sure you're alright?"
"yeah, just kinda stunned, i guess"
why i have no idea but after i finished my sentence Sam had akwardly scooted closer and had slid his hands to the small of my back and pulled me into a hug and burried his face into my hair resting on my neck. i responded by wrapping my arms around his neck and hugged back. i dont know why sam had hugged me, but i wasnt complaining about it.
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His name is Sam
Fanfiction`"So tall, and look at that soft skin, and that adorable hair, and my god those beautiful hazel eyes, wow..."
