𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞

Chapter 11

hi everyone, I just wanted to pop in and tell you that there may be mentions of abuse and sexual assault in this chapter. If that is a trigger for you, i advise you to not read this chapter 🤍

Eleven

Samanthas POV

After I went into my room and closed the door, I just layed on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

I couldn't stop thinking. Spencer. I was thinking of spencer. The way he's treated me over the past 2 days.

He treated me like I was his daughter. Comforting me, talking to me, and just caring.

I wanted to stay with him forever. I trusted him and already had a close bond.

Spencer reminded me of my dad before my mom passed. We wohld match movies, play games, go shopping and just have fun. When my mom passed, he fell into a very dark place and never came out.

That's when he would take women home and spend the night with them in the bunker. I figured he was sleeping with them. I didn't want to say anything because I knew he would get mad. I just kept calling him a 'Mark Sloan' in my head.

I got my pyjamas as my yawns got closer together and I got under the covers. My new duvet feeling super soft and clean.

I started thinking of the life me and spencer could have. He already treated my like someone he really cared about and I had only known him for 2 days.

As I was thinking, sleep swept me away.

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Spencer's POV

I could hear the sound of closing drawers from samanthas room so I figured she was going to sleep. I got off the couch and turned the lights off in the kitchen and living room.

I grabbed my flannel pyjama pants and white T-shirt and went into the bathroom. I closed my bathroom door and went to close Samantha's.

I peeked my head through to see that she was already asleep. I walked in her room and gave her a kiss on the forehead before walking outa nd closing the door.

I got in the shower and quickly washed myself. I dried off, put my pyjamas on and walked into my room. I pulled back my bed prior to showering so I could just get right in.

I covered myself up and when my head hit the pillow, I was in the same state as Samantha. Sleeping like a baby.

I was abruptly woken up to the sound of someone screaming. I shot out of bed and ran to Samanthas room because the screaming sounded like her.

I opened her door and saw her still sleeping. She was yelling and saying 'no' and 'please stop'. I shook her and called her name, trying to wake her from the nightmare.

Her eyes shot open and he breathing became rapidly fast. Her eyes searched until she found me above her and her breathing slowed down.

I could see a sheen layer of sweat on her forehead.

"It's okay, your okay" I said as I sat on the edge of her bed.

She started to cry, really hard. She was sobbing. I wrapped my arms around her, trying to comfort her.

After 10 minutes, she stopped and pushed let go of me. She sat back and wiped her eyes.

She was still sniffling and trying to catch her breath.

"Are you okay?" I asked, knowing she wasn't.

She shook her head and I could see the tears forming in her eyes again.

"I had a nightmare about my fathers friend. He-he would make m-me have," she tried to continue but broke down again, falling into my arms.

I knew what she was saying. Her fathers friend would make her have sex with him, how terrible.

She cried harder than before, trying to catch her breath but struggling. I rubbed her back to try help her calm down.

After a while, she stopped crying but didn't move out of my arms. She was clinging to me.

I layed down and moved her with me, not moving my arms from around her. She nuzzled her head into my chest as if she was trying to hide from something or someone.

After about 45 minutes, I assumed she was asleep. I slowly and gently took my arms out from under her and tried to get off the bed before she grabbed my wrist.

"Please don't leave, I'm scared that I will dream again" she said as she held my wrist tight.

I nodded and climbed back into her bed. I wrapped my arms around her again and her body went soft. As if she just fell asleep.

I said I wouldn't leave so I didn't, I fell asleep in her bed with my arms around her.

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A/N: so when Samantha refers to her dad as a 'mark sloan' she is calling him a man whore 😂 just to clarify things