Anonymous Hacks Love

Chapter 6

      I shut the door to my house behind me, leaning against it for a second. I look out the window and watch Sam pull out of my driveway. My mom isn't home from work, she has a late shift at the dinner tonight. She works hard to supports me as a single mom. Although we don't get along very well, I am thankful for her.
      I let my beach bag slide off my arm and to the floor, taking off my sandals at the same time. I'm exhausted after tonight, but knowing me I'm somehow going to stay up for hours still. My room is small, but filled with clutter I've gathered throughout my life. It is definitely on the girly side, with an abundance of plants. I flop onto my bed and grab my phone. I should text Sam. I open the chatting app, but close out of it immediately. He's probably still driving. I don't want to distract him.
      Instead I decide to wash off my face. The cold water on my face wakes me up. I feel the urge to text Sam again, I should thank him. Even though I already did... I agree with myself that after I take a shower I'll text him. I can't help to wonder what he thought of me. Was he disappointed in my appearance? I do look a lot different in my Instagram profile picture. Why should I even care though? It doesn't matter what he thinks of my appearance, it's not like I am interested in him.
      I've never even been in a relationship before. Sure I've had crushes, but only on the idea of someone. When it came to it, I never really liked the person. I'm too much of a hopeless romantic, my standers too high. Maybe if I was as beautiful as Abby I could justify those standers, but I'm not. So instead I just don't date, I avoid having meaningless crushes. It's useless if I won't like them in the end, so it's best for the both of us if I just learn to be okay with just myself. Sam is just someone who helped me when I needed it, nothing more.
My thick hair is tripping wet as I get out of the shower, I pick up my phone, trying to not get it wet too.
Rose._.O: "hey Sam can I bring you out for ice cream or something tomorrow as a thanks?"
XxHackingJustice: "I'd love to I'll pick you up at 2 if that works for you"
Rose._.O: "The time is perfect, but you don't need to pick me up. I can walk."
XxHackingJustice: "nonsense, it's on my way there anyways. Here's my number btw (111)111-111."
This man is so stubborn! I guess if that's what he wants I'll just let him pick me up.

I woke up early to get ready. I can't find anything to wear, I have so much clothes but none of it is anything good. All of my clothes is just comfortable, I don't have anything that's actually flattering. Maybe I should ask Abby if I can borrow her clothes. I send her a text and within minutes I hear a knock on my door. She is standing there with a mound of clothes and the biggest smile,
"The last time you asked me for fashion advise was middle school when you had a massive crush on William. What's the special event?"
As I pick through her clothes, I answer nonchalantly,
"Oh nothing, just hanging out with a... friend."
Sam is a friend right? We haven't known each other for long, but I would consider him a friend. Abby glares at me through her lashes,
"That's such BS! If it was just a friend you'd throw on whatever."
I blush slightly,
"Oh just shut up and help me."
I find a black dress that's low cut, it's simple and elegant. Abby smiles with approval.
"Can I try this one on?"
Abby nods. I take off my clothes, Abby eyes me down. I mockingly cover my body,
"Stop staring at me pervert!"
Abby joins in,
"How can I not with that ass of yours, slim thick LEGEND."
We both laugh, but suddenly Abby stops. I look at her, she looks ashamed. Eventually she say,
"I'm sorry I left you yesterday. I should have stayed and tried to help."
I turn from looking at myself I'm the mirror to look Abby in the eyes,
"Don't say that, you wouldn't have been able to do anything. You were going to get help, it was the best thing to do."
Abby looks up at me,
"How did you get away?"
I continue to look at myself in the black dress, it's stunning.
"A guy came over and saved me. I'm actually going out for ice cream with him as a thank you today."
This seems to bring Abby back to her cheery self. She jumps up and teases,
"I knew it was a date! He's gonna love you in that little black dress!"
She winks at me and I roll my eyes,
"It's not a date, just a thank you."
I see a small smile on Abbys face, that's odd...
      Abby begs me to let her do my makeup. I refuse though, I hate the feeling of makeup on my face. I decide to keep it simple with my hair down and my bracelet that I wear everyday. A red knotted charm bracelet meant to bring protection, a gift from my aunt who's really into that kind of stuff.
Abby gathers all her clothes and starts walking back to her house. I wave goodbye. Just as I am about to walk back into my house I notice Sams car, his window is rolled down, one arm resting on it. He has sunglasses on, but I can feel his eyes trailing up and down my body. A gust of winds slightly lifts my dress, my hands rush to hold I down. I swear I see a small blush on Sams sculptured face. He calls to me casually,
"Get in."
      The air conditioning in his car is blasting, giving me goosebumps. Sam looks down at me and simultaneously turns down the air conditioning. His eyes linger for a little longer.
"That dress looks really good on you."
       Of course I blush and give a flustered thank you. He drives smoothly down the twisty back roads to get to town.
"Why do you help random people for free?"
I ask Sam as I gaze out the window. He turns to me in confusion, like I asked the oddest question. I try to explain,
" I was just wondering, you could charge a lot of money, but you decided to help me for free. Along with all those other girls..."
Sams deep voice sounds so soothing as he speaks,
"Oh... Well I already have a lot of money and some people just need help. The people who are like the man who used you should expect us."
I look at Sam for a second, this time I have the confused face. What does he mean by us?
"You know, most people wouldn't do that. I'm lucky I found you."
I say with a smile, making Sam grin too. It fades as he comments,
"Those men deserve some sort of consequences though. They will not be punished by law because I erased all the evidence, but they shouldn't get away with that."
       I let my eyes settle on his stern face, he seems genuinely angry. In a way it makes me feel...Happy? Is that wrong? Knowing someone actually cares about me, a near stranger, so much. More then some of my own family would.
"Yeah, but I feel so at ease sense those pictures are gone. It's more than I ever thought would happen."
      Sams radiating smile returns to his face, he's just happy that I am and that is truly beautiful. It seems as time flew by, we are  already at the ice cream shop. Sam gets out of the car and I fumble to gather my things. As I unstrap myself he opens my door and puts out his hand to help me down. As I take it I tease,
"Such a gentleman."
Sam smirks and gives me a wink,
"Always."
       We walk into the shop, a bell ringing as we do. I order a hot fudge sundae, Sam looks at the menu for a second and orders Blue Moon. We pick a small table for two in the back, alone. Sam comments,
"I've actually never been here before."
I gasp quietly,
"No way!"
      I thought everyone who lives here has gone to this shop at least once. Sam says bluntly,
"Usually I don't go to this part of town."
I giggle,
"Such a rich boy."
      Some fudge drips down my chin, I embarrassingly whip it off with a napkin and look up at Sam. He has a mischievous smirk and whispers in his husky voice,
"you missed a spot."
      His large hand holds the side of my face as his thumb swipes across my bottom lip gently. He pulls back his hand leaving my face a bright red and licks the fudge off his thumb. I try to act as if I am not flustered as hell,
"So cheesy."
      Sam looks up at me through his lashes with his infamous smirk,
"It still manages to leave your face bright red."