SAVING PEOPLE

why are you here ?

drive .  drive fast .

i think we should make an informed decision .

are you coming or not ?

you’ve been avoiding me .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?

this should be your priority .

let me hold you for a minute .

get out of my way .  i won’t tell you again .

that wasn’t supposed to happen .

can you keep a secret ?

i don’t know what i did to deserve you .

you seriously think i could’ve done something like that ?

you’re safe with me .

sorry isn’t good enough .

where is all this coming from ?

who told you about that ?

sorry i’m late ,  i got caught up .

you’re being paranoid .

why are you looking at me like that ?

you’re the single most important thing to me .

all i’m asking is that you hear me out .

whatever they told you ,  it’s a lie .

we shouldn’t stick around here .

hold my hand ,  i don’t want to lose track of you .

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

i love you .  nothing’s gonna change that .

can you tell me what happened ?

you can’t come around here anymore .

back off ,  okay ?

what ,  you don’t have time for me anymore ?

you’re asking for too much .

i’m trying to start a new life .

what do you mean ,  you aren’t coming back ?

sometimes i think you must hate me .

why can’t we just talk about this ?

i know i fucked up ,  you can stop rubbing it in .

you’ve got quite a reputation .

i’m not usually like this ,  i’m sorry .

please ,  just let me explain myself .

i love watching you work .

we’re on the same team .

did you ever tell anyone ?

you’ve got a lot of explaining to do .

really funny ,  you’re very mature .

you call THAT a PLAN ?

can we get out of here ?

i thought things would be different .

this is not up for debate !

do whatever you have to do .

karma’s going to get you for that .

it could’ve been a lot worse .

i asked you to leave me out of this .

maybe it’s time to take a leap of faith .

i never want to see you again .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i’m gonna be there when you get what’s coming to you .

you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me .

i’ve been waiting all night for this .

i told you not to contact me .

sometimes i really think you have a death wish .

what do you need ?  —  what can i do ?

i would do literally anything to keep you safe .

that was supposed to be a secret .

you haven’t called me that in years .

stop telling me to calm down !

we make a pretty good team .

i have so much i want to say to you .

i’m not going to let anyone hurt you .

can we please not do this right now ? 

wait ,  wait  …  just breathe for a second .

how are you holding up ?

why don’t you stay the night ?  i’ll take the couch .

i don’t need your protection !

you’re not making this easier on yourself .

are you going to let me in ?

i’m supposed to be protecting you .

i will kill you if i have to .

do whatever you have to do .

this is going to hurt ,  i’m sorry .

what happened to you ,  where have you been ?!

there was nothing you could’ve done .

you’re all i need right now .

i don’t believe in love at first sight .

have you been following me ?

i need you to believe me .

what do you remember ?

i’m not a good person .

what the hell’s going on with you ?

you’re being followed .

just when i thought my day couldn’t be any worse .

i’ve been having weird dreams .

so you’ve been lying to me this whole time ?

are you trying to get us killed ?

this is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me .

i never asked for your help .

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

why has it started to feel different with you ?

don’t worry ,  i have a plan .

i heard everything .

do you need to sit down ?

i have the right to know what’s going on .

i’ve just gotta catch my breath .

stay out of my business .

what did you think was going to happen ?!

don’t cause a scene .

tell me something about you that i don’t know .

can i buy you a drink ?

what if  …  we played spin the bottle ?

this was never a problem until  [ name ]  came around .

you can’t ask me to make that choice .

are you seeing anyone right now ?

i need you to listen to me ,  we don’t have long .

you’re lying ,  that doesn’t make any sense .

you look  …  stunning .

what are you trying to prove ?

who died and made you the boss of me ?

you can’t just show up here like this .

let me make it up to you .

there’s no way i’m leaving you like this .

can we stay like this ?  just for a little longer .

i don’t need you to fight for me .

so  …  you lied to me ?

you’re the only one that can help me .

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

i never introduced myself ,  i’m [ name ] .

i expected more from you .

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

are you real ?  is this real ?

can i stay with you ?  just for the night .

you’re going to get yourself killed .

why did you help me ?

tell me what i can do to help .

pick a card ,  any card .

i never wanted any of this .

do you wanna get out of here ?

what the hell are you talking about ?

i should have trusted you .

get your head out of the clouds .

how is any of this MY fault ?!

what aren’t you telling me ?

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

it’s never just one with you ,  is it ?

you’re not supposed to know about that .

shut your mouth .

i haven’t kissed you yet ,  today .

where is this coming from ?

come over here and make me ,  then .

keep lying to yourself ,  see where it gets you .

i’m not a bad person .

is that what you wanted to hear ?

we can’t be seen together .

i can’t give you what you want .

i need you to leave .

are you drunk ?

i’m here ,  i’m here .  i’m not going anywhere .

you might want to take a seat for this .

have you been listening to anything i’ve said ?

i haven’t heard from you in weeks .

you’re jealous ,  aren’t you ?

who do you think you’re talking to ?

what are you reading ?

you could’ve killed me !

come on ,  we don’t have time for this .

i just need ten minutes of silence .

really ?  that’s all you have to say ?

we could leave ,  you know .  go far away .

you don’t look too good .

i never want to see you again .

why can’t you just leave me alone ?

i thought you died .

you’ll do anything for attention .

how’s the weather up there ?

all you do is hurt people !

i’m sorry ,  none of this makes sense .

you need to get out of here before anyone sees you .

i told you i didn’t want you around here .

is that supposed to be a threat ?

you’ve changed .

don’t look at me like that .

it’s a beautiful day ,  don’t you think ?

i did what i had to do .

you never know when to stop .

i’ve got to get home ,  it’s getting late .

i have nothing to prove to you .

stop LYING to me  …  all you do is lie .

you don’t have to be nice to everybody .

don’t tell me what to do .

pull your head out of the past .

we are not talking about that right now .

are you new around here ?

you have no idea what you’re starting .

i’m gonna get us out of here .

everyone’s staring at us .

is there anything i can do to help ?

i won’t cause you any more trouble .

– just follow my instructions for once !

do you want to come in ?

i don’t know what you want me to say .

you’re not like anyone else i’ve ever met .

❝ what did you just say to me? ❞

❝ what did you just call me? ❞

❝ are you trying to start a fight? ❞

❝ did you… did you just unfriend me? ❞

❝ i don’t have time for this. ❞

❝ you’re the reason i drink at night. ❞

❝ why do you always have to be mister perfect? ❞

❝ you never listen to me! ❞

❝ grow up. ❞

❝ get out. ❞

❝ what are you gonna do about it? ❞

❝ say that again. i dare you. ❞

❝ [name] doesn’t act like this. ❞

❝ why don’t you get a real job? ❞

❝ you’ve always gotten everything you wanted. ❞

❝ this might not be important to you, but it’s important to me. ❞

❝ are you really giving me the silent treatment right now? ❞

❝ you have no business talking to anybody like that. ❞

❝ i respect your opinion. it’s wrong, but i respect it. ❞

❝ why do you always do this?! ❞

❝ you aren’t the center of the universe. ❞

❝ i mean, you kinda deserved that one. ❞

❝ do i have to do everything around here? ❞

❝ i never said you were stupid. not out loud. ❞

❝ told you so! ❞

❝ i’m not trying to start a fight! ❞

❝ not everybody has it all. ❞

(  various  non - halloween  themed  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  slashers,  final  girls,  and  other  horrors  beyond  your  comprehension.  trigger  warning  for  dark  themes.  feel  free  to  edit  as  you  seem  fit.  ) 

❛ it’s the silence that scares me. ❜

❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had. ❜

❛ i want to see your true face. ❜

❛ one way or another, you’re going to die tonight. ❜

❛ just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not already here. ❜

❛ by the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it. ❜

❛ you’re playing a dangerous game here, girl. ❜

❛ i’m playing the villain, just like you wanted. ❜

❛ i won’t give up on you, i know you’re worth it! ❜

❛ scream all you want. no one will hear you. ❜

❛ what are you going to do to me? ❜

❛ there you are, my darling! ❜

❛ i knew you would come back to me. ❜

❛ don’t you want to be consumed by what loves you? ❜

❛ i’m going to send you back to hell where you came from! ❜

❛ you can’t keep me here forever! ❜

❛ how are you still alive? i killed you! ❜

❛ sometimes human spaces make inhuman monsters. ❜

❛ please. why don’t you just let me go? ❜

❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜

❛ that wasn’t so bad, was it? ❜

❛ what’s wrong, you don’t trust me? ❜

❛ i know a lot about you. more than you think. ❜

❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜

❛ we could have been beautiful together. ❜

❛ when you think you’re alone, someone watches. ❜

❛ rest while you can, because i will hunt you and eat you whole. ❜

❛ what you want is very wrong. ❜

❛ you look so pretty all tied up like this. ❜

❛ what, you like to watch? you goddamn sicko. ❜

❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜

❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜

❛ i am the devil, and i am here to do the devil’s work. ❜

❛ you know what they say, an eye for an eye. ❜

❛ why don’t you scream for me? ❜

❛ are you… smelling me? ❜

❛ we’re going to die out here. ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

❛ we will be what everyone wants to be. perfect. ❜

❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜

❛ we all go a little mad sometimes. ❜

❛ the harder i try to escape, the further i get into this awful place. ❜

❛ this was not how it was supposed to go! ❜

❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜

❛ don’t leave me! i can’t be alone! ❜

❛ no one is coming for you. ❜

❛ you hide. and i’ll try to find you. sound fun? ❜

❛ fuck this place. seriously, just fuck this place. ❜

❛ what’s the matter, honey? you’ve barely touched your dinner. ❜

❛ don’t be afraid. dying is much easier than living. ❜

❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜

❛ let’s get you some clothes before i get too turned on. ❜

❛ you weren’t putting that tongue to use anyway. ❜

❛ shall i drink your blood fresh, or slice your neck and spill it out first? ❜

I am going through and doing a thread scrap, if we are still doing our rp, please hit the like button and or send a reply. Just so I know NOT to get rid of it? 

I’m just trying to tidy up xD Thank you have a good day~!

It had been three weeks since the incident. Sam was shaken and lost. Nothing made sense. Nothing seemed to spark his motivation anymore. All he had to do was bring his brother back. And maybe, just maybe, he’d live. And he was ready to follow any trail that led him to that. Even if it meant, slumming it.

He’d been given a lead which led him here. And, coincidentally, it turned out to be a case, he was more than ‘thrilled’, to work. He swiftly made his way to the back door of the house. He hadn’t planned on charging in, machete blazing, being on his own. He’d decided to try and have an element of surprise.

He tried the door and it gently clicked open, allowing him stealthy passage inside. He adjusted his hold on his weapon and cautiously moved towards the front. He guessed the vamp would be able to sense him and was prepared with a syringe of dead man’s blood in his jacket, if things went South.

Her heart fluttered, and exploded into a million bursts of color when he spoke. Ever forest green eyes, wide, filled with tears. Usually when she poured her heart, she was laughed at or… Worse… But Sam, was… Returning her affection? No. He was asking her to accept him? Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at their hands. “I should be asking you that question. I’m the outsider after all…”

She finally looked at him, glassy pools of ever green staring into warm hazel. A fire had ignited in her, a spark unlike any other. Before she knew it, she was leaning up on her tip toes. She gently placed her lips on his, a small, subtle, sweet kiss. She pulled away, her face flustered in a wild display, of ivory, and red. Her bottom lip safely tucked between her teeth, a small smile tugged at them. Hopefully she had gotten the message across.

“It should be me… Asking you…” She murmured once again, her heart pounding like a wild horse in the Oklahoma plains. “I… I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you. You’re sweet, kind, soft… I’m so drab compared to you. You’re like color on my gray days.” She spoke softly, each word, she was letting him in her mind. These were her thoughts, on a daily basis. She was a dreamer this one, she loved to dream, it sent her into a different plain every time. “You’re my favorite dream…”

He hadn’t expected her to be so willing to take up the.. mess that he was. People ran away from him; called him broken and irreparable; always gave him the worst of looks but here was this girl, thinking he was some.. dream. He was surely, not a dream. A nightmare maybe, but no dream.

He felt like he could stare at her forever. No one had entranced him like that ever before. And the way she spoke.. was just.. so poetic. How could he have anything to offer her? Could she not really not see that the only colours in his life were red… fiery red and painful black. What was she saying calling him that?

She pulled away just for a moment, only to speak to him. “I love you. Sam.” She breathed out in a wild breathless manner. She wanted to tell him, how his soul made her’s shine, brighter than any shooting star. Brighter than any sun, her soul was made for him and him alone. She placed her lips to his once more, entangling her hands in his hair. She wanted to explode in a mass array of colors with him, she wanted to sing out from the bottom of her heart. 

“I love you too, Becca. More than you know.” He whispered, resting his forehead on hers, eyes closed, reliving the past few minutes. His hands were resting in the crook of her neck, his thumb occasionally brushing against her jaw. He was panting but he wasn’t ready to give this up. He gave her a quick peck on her lips before slowly, opening his eyes and retracting his head.

Her heart fluttered, and exploded into a million bursts of color when he spoke. Ever forest green eyes, wide, filled with tears. Usually when she poured her heart, she was laughed at or… Worse… But Sam, was… Returning her affection? No. He was asking her to accept him? Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at their hands. “I should be asking you that question. I’m the outsider after all…”

She finally looked at him, glassy pools of ever green staring into warm hazel. A fire had ignited in her, a spark unlike any other. Before she knew it, she was leaning up on her tip toes. She gently placed her lips on his, a small, subtle, sweet kiss. She pulled away, her face flustered in a wild display, of ivory, and red. Her bottom lip safely tucked between her teeth, a small smile tugged at them. Hopefully she had gotten the message across.

“It should be me… Asking you…” She murmured once again, her heart pounding like a wild horse in the Oklahoma plains. “I… I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you. You’re sweet, kind, soft… I’m so drab compared to you. You’re like color on my gray days.” She spoke softly, each word, she was letting him in her mind. These were her thoughts, on a daily basis. She was a dreamer this one, she loved to dream, it sent her into a different plain every time. “You’re my favorite dream…”

He hadn’t expected her to be so willing to take up the.. mess that he was. People ran away from him; called him broken and irreparable; always gave him the worst of looks but here was this girl, thinking he was some.. dream. He was surely, not a dream. A nightmare maybe, but no dream.

He felt like he could stare at her forever. No one had entranced him like that ever before. And the way she spoke.. was just.. so poetic. How could he have anything to offer her? Could she not really not see that the only colours in his life were red… fiery red and painful black. What was she saying calling him that?

She pulled away just for a moment, only to speak to him. “I love you. Sam.” She breathed out in a wild breathless manner. She wanted to tell him, how his soul made her’s shine, brighter than any shooting star. Brighter than any sun, her soul was made for him and him alone. She placed her lips to his once more, entangling her hands in his hair. She wanted to explode in a mass array of colors with him, she wanted to sing out from the bottom of her heart. 

“I love you too, Becca. More than you know.” He whispered, resting his forehead on hers, eyes closed, reliving the past few minutes. His hands were resting in the crook of her neck, his thumb occasionally brushing against her jaw. He was panting but he wasn’t ready to give this up. He gave her a quick peck on her lips before slowly, opening his eyes and retracting his head.

“Well? Any luck?” The hunter asked hurriedly walking into the room which was now strewn with magical objects and ingredients. It’s only occupant: a some hundred year old witch.

“Location spells may be easy, Samuel, but they’re delicate all the same. Care and precision must be used-”, Rowena began one of her rants which Sam, thankfully, cut off.

“Yeah. We know. Witchcraft is hard. Now, just please, find her.” He said, with his best ‘puppy dog’ look. He had to find Rosemary and if charming Rowena in a cliché manner was the way to go, then that’s the way he was gonna go. She pursed her lips and nodded, working on the spell.

Soon, a glowing dot on the globe she had in her hand, told Sam where his girlfri- was she? They did fight and she did leave. And now, he hears she’s pregnant. Things were complicated between them. But it didn’t matter. All he needed was to make sure she was okay. Relationship problems could come later.

Sam took a good look at the location and nodded. “Alright, thanks Rowena. I owe you one.” He said, dashing out the door in the same pace he walked in.

“Of course you do, dear.” Rowena sighed.

He got in his car and drove. It was the middle of the night but he had to get to her. He just had to.

Her heart fluttered, and exploded into a million bursts of color when he spoke. Ever forest green eyes, wide, filled with tears. Usually when she poured her heart, she was laughed at or… Worse… But Sam, was… Returning her affection? No. He was asking her to accept him? Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at their hands. “I should be asking you that question. I’m the outsider after all…”

She finally looked at him, glassy pools of ever green staring into warm hazel. A fire had ignited in her, a spark unlike any other. Before she knew it, she was leaning up on her tip toes. She gently placed her lips on his, a small, subtle, sweet kiss. She pulled away, her face flustered in a wild display, of ivory, and red. Her bottom lip safely tucked between her teeth, a small smile tugged at them. Hopefully she had gotten the message across.

“It should be me… Asking you…” She murmured once again, her heart pounding like a wild horse in the Oklahoma plains. “I… I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you. You’re sweet, kind, soft… I’m so drab compared to you. You’re like color on my gray days.” She spoke softly, each word, she was letting him in her mind. These were her thoughts, on a daily basis. She was a dreamer this one, she loved to dream, it sent her into a different plain every time. “You’re my favorite dream…”

He hadn’t expected her to be so willing to take up the.. mess that he was. People ran away from him; called him broken and irreparable; always gave him the worst of looks but here was this girl, thinking he was some.. dream. He was surely, not a dream. A nightmare maybe, but no dream.

He felt like he could stare at her forever. No one had entranced him like that ever before. And the way she spoke.. was just.. so poetic. How could he have anything to offer her? Could she not really not see that the only colours in his life were red… fiery red and painful black. What was she saying calling him that?

She pulled away just for a moment, only to speak to him. “I love you. Sam.” She breathed out in a wild breathless manner. She wanted to tell him, how his soul made her’s shine, brighter than any shooting star. Brighter than any sun, her soul was made for him and him alone. She placed her lips to his once more, entangling her hands in his hair. She wanted to explode in a mass array of colors with him, she wanted to sing out from the bottom of her heart. 

“I love you too, Becca. More than you know.” He whispered, resting his forehead on hers, eyes closed, reliving the past few minutes. His hands were resting in the crook of her neck, his thumb occasionally brushing against her jaw. He was panting but he wasn’t ready to give this up. He gave her a quick peck on her lips before slowly, opening his eyes and retracting his head.

It had been three weeks since the incident. Sam was shaken and lost. Nothing made sense. Nothing seemed to spark his motivation anymore. All he had to do was bring his brother back. And maybe, just maybe, he’d live. And he was ready to follow any trail that led him to that. Even if it meant, slumming it.

He’d been given a lead which led him here. And, coincidentally, it turned out to be a case, he was more than ‘thrilled’, to work. He swiftly made his way to the back door of the house. He hadn’t planned on charging in, machete blazing, being on his own. He’d decided to try and have an element of surprise.

He tried the door and it gently clicked open, allowing him stealthy passage inside. He adjusted his hold on his weapon and cautiously moved towards the front. He guessed the vamp would be able to sense him and was prepared with a syringe of dead man’s blood in his jacket, if things went South.

Her heart fluttered, and exploded into a million bursts of color when he spoke. Ever forest green eyes, wide, filled with tears. Usually when she poured her heart, she was laughed at or… Worse… But Sam, was… Returning her affection? No. He was asking her to accept him? Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at their hands. “I should be asking you that question. I’m the outsider after all…”

She finally looked at him, glassy pools of ever green staring into warm hazel. A fire had ignited in her, a spark unlike any other. Before she knew it, she was leaning up on her tip toes. She gently placed her lips on his, a small, subtle, sweet kiss. She pulled away, her face flustered in a wild display, of ivory, and red. Her bottom lip safely tucked between her teeth, a small smile tugged at them. Hopefully she had gotten the message across.

“It should be me… Asking you…” She murmured once again, her heart pounding like a wild horse in the Oklahoma plains. “I… I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you. You’re sweet, kind, soft… I’m so drab compared to you. You’re like color on my gray days.” She spoke softly, each word, she was letting him in her mind. These were her thoughts, on a daily basis. She was a dreamer this one, she loved to dream, it sent her into a different plain every time. “You’re my favorite dream…”

He hadn’t expected her to be so willing to take up the.. mess that he was. People ran away from him; called him broken and irreparable; always gave him the worst of looks but here was this girl, thinking he was some.. dream. He was surely, not a dream. A nightmare maybe, but no dream.

He felt like he could stare at her forever. No one had entranced him like that ever before. And the way she spoke.. was just.. so poetic. How could he have anything to offer her? Could she not really not see that the only colours in his life were red... fiery red and painful black. What was she saying calling him that?

It had been three weeks since the incident. Sam was shaken and lost. Nothing made sense. Nothing seemed to spark his motivation anymore. All he had to do was bring his brother back. And maybe, just maybe, he’d live. And he was ready to follow any trail that led him to that. Even if it meant, slumming it.

He’d been given a lead which led him here. And, coincidentally, it turned out to be a case, he was more than ‘thrilled’, to work. He swiftly made his way to the back door of the house. He hadn’t planned on charging in, machete blazing, being on his own. He’d decided to try and have an element of surprise.

He tried the door and it gently clicked open, allowing him stealthy passage inside. He adjusted his hold on his weapon and cautiously moved towards the front. He guessed the vamp would be able to sense him and was prepared with a syringe of dead man’s blood in his jacket, if things went South.

“Well? Any luck?” The hunter asked hurriedly walking into the room which was now strewn with magical objects and ingredients. It’s only occupant: a some hundred year old witch.

“Location spells may be easy, Samuel, but they’re delicate all the same. Care and precision must be used-”, Rowena began one of her rants which Sam, thankfully, cut off.

“Yeah. We know. Witchcraft is hard. Now, just please, find her.” He said, with his best ‘puppy dog’ look. He had to find Rosemary and if charming Rowena in a cliché manner was the way to go, then that’s the way he was gonna go. She pursed her lips and nodded, working on the spell.

Soon, a glowing dot on the globe she had in her hand, told Sam where his girlfri- was she? They did fight and she did leave. And now, he hears she’s pregnant. Things were complicated between them. But it didn’t matter. All he needed was to make sure she was okay. Relationship problems could come later.

Sam took a good look at the location and nodded. “Alright, thanks Rowena. I owe you one.” He said, dashing out the door in the same pace he walked in.

“Of course you do, dear.” Rowena sighed.

He got in his car and drove. It was the middle of the night but he had to get to her. He just had to.

She couldn’t have time to respond, all she knew was that he was kissing her… Her heart danced in an explosion of color, her arms wrapped around his frame. Her hands clinging to his shirt, her knees weak, she molded her lips into his, marveling at how they felt against hers. She could feel it, her heart pounding, racing like a wild horse on the Oklahoma plains free in the wind.

She pulled away to catch her breath, but only for a moment before her lips came back to his, more tender this time, subtle even. Shyly, she pulled herself up to meet his lips, before pulling away and pressing her face into his chest. “Sam….” What could she say? What did anyone say after that?  He was like the ocean to her… She pushed away, his tide brought her back in…

He felt his heart soar; sprout wings and take him away. He finally found it. Something he’d been missing for a good part of his life. He slowly shifted his arms so that they could find their place around her, holding her. He felt as if his only job in the world was to protect her.

When they pulled away, it was as if the world which had lost its hold on him all that time, just attained it. He was brought back to earth but he was still absorbed in her, never letting go for a second. At her very unexpected confession Sam felt his chest tighten and his jaws clenched. A suffocating feeling of dread and reality blended together jabbed at him. It was cold and scary even.

As the silence grew and he stammered at her, she shook her head. Conformation sucks… Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she turned her back to him. “I need to go…” With that, she went for the exit. She had fallen for a beautiful soul, yes he indeed had swooned her.. And now, she couldn’t have him… Her heart broken, once again, she walked her dejected form towards the door. 

But how could he? How could he tell her he did, in fact, love her? That he’d developed deep and meaningful feelings for her over the time but was now too afraid to put them out. Because every time he did, it never ended well.

A bitter laugh left her lips, she hadn’t realized how weak she seemed… “Just…. Don’t worry about little old Becca…. I’ll be fine… I’m used to this… Sam. Thanks for the memory….” She spoke in a hallowed voice… She didn’t want to look at him, she was in too much pain… She had let him in and well, when you get too close to a sun… You burn..

He was jerked out of it when he heard her call herself that. “No, please don’t say that. You’re not the one who’s cursed here, Becca. It’s me.” He was getting riled up at himself. “I’m the one who should be punished for being too hesitant… to open up. Not you.” He sighed and shook his head. 

And just like that, his eyes shot up to meet hers. A vestige of confidence shielding him from the pain and fear. He had a look of determination as he spoke this time. “But I promised you, I’d protect you, Rebecca. And I will, whatever happens.” He stressed on that. “But I’m also not ready to let you go, just like that.” He walked up to her and took her hands in his.

“Look, Becca, all I’m trying to say is, I’m in love.” He let out a snigger, laughing at himself; unable to believe what he was hearing. “And usually, when that happens, it doesn’t really end well for the person on the other end. But I can’t help myself that I wanna be with you.” He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb as he looked at their hands.

And he needed her too. They had found each other and they were trying to hold on. Which is exactly what they should be doing. Not letting go just like that. No, this was the right thing to do and he knew it.

“Yeah, Becca... I.. haven’t had what we have”, he gestured to their hands still interlocked, “in a long time now. And honestly? I didn’t ever think I would again. And it would be.. just.. cruel to let this go. We have to try. Otherwise,,we’re.. just not”, he searched for the right term, “living.” He said, his eyebrows curved up together, in his infamous ‘puppy-dog look’.

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She couldn’t have time to respond, all she knew was that he was kissing her… Her heart danced in an explosion of color, her arms wrapped around his frame. Her hands clinging to his shirt, her knees weak, she molded her lips into his, marveling at how they felt against hers. She could feel it, her heart pounding, racing like a wild horse on the Oklahoma plains free in the wind.

She pulled away to catch her breath, but only for a moment before her lips came back to his, more tender this time, subtle even. Shyly, she pulled herself up to meet his lips, before pulling away and pressing her face into his chest. “Sam….” What could she say? What did anyone say after that?  He was like the ocean to her… She pushed away, his tide brought her back in…

He felt his heart soar; sprout wings and take him away. He finally found it. Something he’d been missing for a good part of his life. He slowly shifted his arms so that they could find their place around her, holding her. He felt as if his only job in the world was to protect her.

When they pulled away, it was as if the world which had lost its hold on him all that time, just attained it. He was brought back to earth but he was still absorbed in her, never letting go for a second. At her very unexpected confession Sam felt his chest tighten and his jaws clenched. A suffocating feeling of dread and reality blended together jabbed at him. It was cold and scary even.

As the silence grew and he stammered at her, she shook her head. Conformation sucks… Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she turned her back to him. “I need to go…” With that, she went for the exit. She had fallen for a beautiful soul, yes he indeed had swooned her.. And now, she couldn’t have him… Her heart broken, once again, she walked her dejected form towards the door. 

But how could he? How could he tell her he did, in fact, love her? That he’d developed deep and meaningful feelings for her over the time but was now too afraid to put them out. Because every time he did, it never ended well.

A bitter laugh left her lips, she hadn’t realized how weak she seemed… “Just…. Don’t worry about little old Becca…. I’ll be fine… I’m used to this… Sam. Thanks for the memory….” She spoke in a hallowed voice… She didn’t want to look at him, she was in too much pain… She had let him in and well, when you get too close to a sun… You burn..

He was jerked out of it when he heard her call herself that. “No, please don’t say that. You’re not the one who’s cursed here, Becca. It’s me.” He was getting riled up at himself. “I’m the one who should be punished for being too hesitant… to open up. Not you.” He sighed and shook his head. 

And just like that, his eyes shot up to meet hers. A vestige of confidence shielding him from the pain and fear. He had a look of determination as he spoke this time. “But I promised you, I’d protect you, Rebecca. And I will, whatever happens.” He stressed on that. “But I’m also not ready to let you go, just like that.” He walked up to her and took her hands in his.

“Look, Becca, all I’m trying to say is, I’m in love.” He let out a snigger, laughing at himself; unable to believe what he was hearing. “And usually, when that happens, it doesn’t really end well for the person on the other end. But I can’t help myself that I wanna be with you.” He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb as he looked at their hands.