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Oct 19, 2018 04:13PM
"No i am still waiting for my food." She said, she stood up and walked away from the table. Owen stay put, thinking that she would need to come back to her car sooner or later. Sam sighed and leaned against the brick wall next to the window to order. The woman looked at her weird but then saw that she was on the phone. Sam listened to Nate as he spoke. "Because... She kept pushing it in my face and i didn't want to cry in front of their asses or... you" she said. At that moment the woman called her ticket number. Sam grabbed the bag and rushed to her car and locked the doors once she was in it. She sighed before she started her car and drove off not even looking in her rearview mirror to see what Owen was doing. It didn't matter in her eyes.
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Nate sighed. He heard her walking and didn't hear the guy following her. Or at least talking to her. He waited for her answer about why she left. He sighed. She had been crying? Shit. "Sam, why were you crying? Because of what Erin said? Sam, most of what she said is absolute bullshit. She had never been mine. Even during the week that we had been offical or whatever she was screwing around on me, so I ended it. And I never once called her sweet names or baby. And honestly, she doesn't know my type." He told her. He wondered if perhapd she didn't realize that she was his type to the T.
"I don't care that about if she was ever yours.. I know the past is the past." she said, she put her phone in her cup holder and put it on speaker. "But she isn't your past.. You say that you're not worth me but, i honestly feeling like i am not worth you and that's why i was crying." she said, even though she he always said that it wasn't his but she rathered think it was a chance of it being his. Knowing that if she doubted it and it turned out to be his that she would hurt more. "And i agree that i am not your normal type.. All the girls you have told me about.. are like her or somewhat like her." Sam said, she drove into her driveway and parked her car. She grabbed her food and her phone, she was in her house in seconds. She locked the door and sighed, her father wasn't home at least not yet. She sat on the couch and opened her bag of food.
Nate nodded. He was glad that she wasn't upset about his past. Because his past, well, there was a lot to it. He sighed. "Sam, sweetheart. You're worth so much more than you know. And believe me, you can ask anyone in their right mind. It's me who's not worthy of you. And honestly, I know that but I'm selfish and want you for myself." He told her. Almost all of his anger was gone now. She had successfully made him push past it. He cleared his throat. "Sam, you're my type. I've always been in love with blonds. My very first love had been blond and she had died of a cancer. When I got healthy again, I didn't want anyone to hurt me like she did again so I closed myself off and only did one night or friend with benefits type of things. But I didn't want to taint her memory, so I didn't go for blondes." He told her. He heard a door open and the bag of her food. "Is your dad home? Sam, please tell him about your ex."
"No he's not home." she said, she wasn't about to tell her father about Owen, she honestly didn't have a reason to not. She wasn't going to. "I... okay." she said, she knew if she said she wasn't. Nate was going to like it. "Okay, i understand." she said, she knew how he felt somewhat. Nate and Owen were alike in looks but as far as personality. They were totally off different. Nate was everything she wanted in a guy and she didn't want that to be taken away from her by Erin. Which made her think, she didn't have to go to school tomorrow and she started work that night so why not go talk to her. Have a one on one conversation. Sam was still on the phone with Nate when her father walked into the door only a few minutes before she got home. "Hey, honey." he said as he took his shoes off at the door. "He is here." she said to Nate and waved at her father, her heart started racing. She was getting nervous is hell. "Dad.. Umm, Nate wants to talk to you." she said, Hunter frowned slightly at her words but, he sat next to her on the couch and nodded. "Alright." he said as he held out his hand for her phone.
Nate frowned. He could tell from her voice that she wasn't planning on telling her father about the guy. It upset him. He decided he'd tell her father himself. He was about yo give her the ultimatum again but then he heard Hunter Walker's voice. His heart started pounding. He was going to have to talk with Hunter about allowing him to date his daughter once he was out. He knew that once he was out he would want to get his permission again face to face this time. He heard Hunter's voice come on the line and took a shaky breath. "Hello sir. Uh, would you mind if you went in a different room then Sam. I have a couple of things I want to discuss with you, sir." He said.
"Sure." Hunter said, he didn't like how there was going. The boy sounded nervous and Sam looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Hunter stood up and walked upstairs to his room, he closed his door which he normally didn't do. "Alright, why you sound like your about to shit your pants, boy?" Hunter asked, he walked over to his bed and sat on the edge of it. He waited for the boy to answer him. There were a lot of things going through his head as he waited. To him, it seemed like hours before he heard Nate's voice again.
Nate took a deep breath. He heard the older man walking around he then heard a door close. He bit his lip. "Probably because I am very nervous sir." He cleared his throat. "Sir, the first thing I wanted to discuss, well really, I want to ask you, was for your permission to date your daughter. When I get out, that is. I've come to, well, I've come to love your daughter. And I realize I'm not what you probably envisioned as the sort of man your daughter would be with. And I have talked to Sam about this. I wanted to make sure that this was something she truly wanted before I talk to you, asking your permission." He took a deep breath. "The other thing I would like to discuss with you is Sam's ex. She has told me that he seems to be stalling her and when I called her today he was there. I don't think he would hurt her but I just want to make sure Sam is safe. This guy doesn't seem exactly stable to me."
Hunter stayed quiet as he listened. At first he just wanted to hang up and tell Sam to never talk to him again. He knew this was going to happen, he hated it but he knew. They were two close before. He still didn't know how the two even meet and whoever it was they were to deep when he found out about them. Sam shouting down on him was his first she never done that not even with Owen. Hunter stay quiet all after Nate was done. He sighed and ran his hand along his face. "I will held Owen." He said, he hated that Sam told this prison boy about Owen before she ever told him but it wasnt the full forcus. "You told me nothing was going happen with my daughter and now your telling me you love her... Boy, tou honestly have no idea what love is." He said calmy.
Nate frowned. So the jackass now had a name. Owen. He nodded. "Good. Thank you." He said. He then nodded again and looked down to the ground. "I did. And I wish I could've kept my word about that, Sir. But your daughter is so easy to love and for some unfathomable reason she seems to love me to. Or at the very least heading in that direction." His hands fisted as Hunter told him he didn't know what love was. He took a calming breath before he spoke again. "Sir, I may be young but I do know what love is. True love. I've been in love before but she died. I know how I feel towards your daughter. I am in love with her. She does things everyday that make me smile and laugh and each day that goes by I fall for her just a little bit more. I didn't even realize I was falling in love her until suddenly that love was just there. I want to date Sam, when I'm a free man. But, I want to know that I have your approval first." He rubbed the back of his neck and let out a sigh. "If you tell me that I cannot date your daughter then I will just stay friends with Sam. It may kill me to do so. But, I will."
Hunter sighed and shook his head, he had to admit he had a way with words. "So.. she loves you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. Hunter hated the thought of his daughter being with a man like Nate. A basic criminal but, he made his daughter happy. Hunter waited for Nate to answer is question before he spoke again. "Well then.. since she loves I doubt she would will let you just be friends with her. Even if I say no. She is stubborn, she gets it from her mother." He said with a chuckle as he rubbed his hair and thought about what his wife would say. He smirked and shook his head knowing she would just agree for them to be happy together but Hunter couldn’t make it to easy. "Lets make a deal.. you have my approval but, soon I see that your going back to your criminal ways. You will never see my daughter again. Be clean and actually try to do something with your life then.. We won't have a problem." He added.
Nate smiled softly. He had fiured that even if her father did say no, Sam would try to get her way somehow. He had seen how stubborn she could be. Even with the whole Owen thing. He rolled his eyes. It wasn't safe for her to just keep that from her father or from him in fact. He raised an eyebrow as Hunter offered him a deal. He listened carefully and then grinned. "Yes, sir. You have my word that I'll be clean and I will try to make something of the life I've been given. Thank you sir for giving me this opportunity." He said with a grin. He then cleared his throat. "Would you mind if I talk to Sam now?"
"Sure." Hunter said he stood up and sighed as he did so. He started walking downstairs but, he saw Sam's light on in her room. "Honey?" he said, she peeked out her door wearing her bathrobe on. Hunter glanced down and sighed. Sam laughed as she walked out of her room. "I am covered you can relax." she said, Hunter nodded and he was about to give her her phone back but then he thought of something. He placed the phone to his ear. "And I don't need to worry about her getting pregnant either.. I am not in a rush to become a grandfather, I still am young." he said with a smirk. Sam raised her eyebrows and lightly pushed her father and took her phone. "You are very much old." she said with a giggle. Sam had decided to take a bubble bath to relax her while her father and Nate talked. And it actually helped her go back to her normal self. And by the sound of things, the talk between the two went great. Which made her happier. "No i am not." he said with a shocked look on his father, Sam waved her father off as she turned around and walked to her room. "Night." she said before she disappeared into her room. "Night, love." he responded before doing the same.
Nate grinned. He had the permission of Hunter as long as he kept on the right path and tried to make something of his life. He was also less worried about Sam and her ex now that Hunter knew something was up. He waited for Sam to come on the phone but as he heard the voices and then Hunter's voice come back on his eyes widened. "Uh yes sir." He stammered. He hadn't even really been thinking about that. He wouldn't touch her in that way until he got out of prison. Shit. Did Hunter know about Erin's condition? He cleared his throat and smiled as he heard Sam speaking in a much happier tone of voice. "He's not that old. Besides, I'm not sure if I'm ready for a baby just yet." He sais with a smirk. He smiled. "Hi. So, I talked to your father as you know." He said. "I have his permission." He told her.
"Don't worry I am not either." Sam said with a raised eyebrow, she closed her bedroom door. Her light in her room, hadn't been on since her mother passed. She didn't want to see her room walls, they reminded her mother too much but now. She looked at them and felt a little happier not all the way but better than before. Her mother painted her walls, to make her daughter happy and to be sad with them, made Sam feel like she wasn't doing what her mother wanted her to do. She heard Nate's words and smiled. "I figure since he didn't come out and straight up yell at my ass." she said with a giggle. The water in her tub was still draining, and the noise was a little loud so she closed her bathroom door as well and just laid in her bed looking up at the ceiling in her bathrobe, that was course Alice in Wonderland themed.
Nate chuckled. "Yeah. He took it a lot better than I thought he would." He said with a nod. He heard her tub draining and chuckled. "You talking to me naked again, Sam?" He asked softly. He smirked. "Hey, so tell me what your bedroom looks like. Is it covered in Anime stuff?" He asked with a smirk. He hadn't really asked her a lit about her house but he wanted to know. He wanted to be able to picture her sitting on her bed in her room accurately.
"Noooooo... Well not all the way, I have a robe on." she said with smile, she couldn't him sometimes. She shook her head. "No, something better." she said, she did a dramatic pause before she spoke again. She made some drumming noises then she finally told him. "Alice in Wonderland." she said. "I love all of the movies soo much." she added, she sounded like a child at a candy store but she couldn't help it.
Nate chuckled. "Alice in wonderland huh?" He smirked. He hadn't seen that movie in forever. "I really need to see this room now. You have me so interested." He told her with a chuckle. He had no idea that she would have a room decorated with that.
"Well that means you have to be really good so you can come to see it sooner rather than later." she said and with that, she sighed. She really wanted him to be free now, and her father approving only made her want him out even more. "Don't get in trouble.. Okay?" she asked as she started playing with her hair with her free hand. Sam lifted up when she heard her father yelling on the phone. "Be right back." she said, Sam placed her phone down and rushed out her room. She went to her father's door and leaned against it. Listening in to his convection. He was talking to some guy named Bryce. Bryce.. Bryce.. Bryce.. Bryce Millerson. she thought to her self. Bryce Millerson was Owen's father. It only draws Sam more into the convection. "I don't care why he is doing."
"... So he loves her now after he broke up with her, are you really falling that Bryce?"
"I don't need to talk to him.. Just let him know, if he comes near my daughter again. I won't be so nice!" Hunter said as he hung up, Sam frowned at his last words. He knew that Owen was- Nate she thought before she could even ask herself the whole question. Sam walked away quietly, once she was in her room. She closed the door quietly hoping her father didn't her. She picked up her phone. "Really. You told my dad about Owen?" she asked, she wasn't mad- well she was at least annoyed.
Nate chuckled. "I promise you, I'm going to be the fucking best guy in this place. Just so I can get out as soon as I can." He told her with a grin. "I haven't gotten in trouble yet. Well, besides the few fights I've had when we weren't talking and the shit with Silas." He shrugged. "But I'm being good." He told her. He frowned as she walked away from the phone. What was she doing now? Was she getting dressed? If so, why didn't she just put him on speaker like normal? He waited for her to come back. But when she asked her question he sighed. "Yeah. I did. Seriously, Sam. He sounds like a creep and I want to keep you safe in any way that I can. And I could tell that you weren't going to tell your father so I told him myself. I can't do anything to the creep while I'm in here. I can't scare him off and warn him not to go near my girl. But your father can." He told her with a nod. He wanted her to see that he did this for her. Well, also for him. For his sake of mind.
Sam couldn't help but to blush when he called her 'his girl' she bit her lip and sighed. She knew he was right about the whole situation. But she couldn’t help that what her father just said was only going to make the situation worse. But she decided not to worry about it. "Your... right.. Im sorry." She said softly, she put him on speaker so she could get dress, tomorrow was going to be her first night working at the hospital. She got into one of her over sized shirt and some shorts underneath, once she was done she grabbed her phone and took it off speaker, she put it next to her ear as she place her robe back on the door. Sam turned off the light and hopped into her bed. "Oh, have you been cleaning your bandaids?" She asked, she hadn't cleaned for two days and they were badly cut the last time she looked at them. She couldn’t believe that she had forgotten about them.
Nate nodded. "Thank you. I'm sorry I went behind your back and told him. But I did tell you if weren't going to tell him I would." He reminded her. He heard hee go on speaker phone and smirked. Now he knew what she was doing. He chuckled to himself. He looked down at his hands and sighed. "Besides washing my hands whenever I use the restroom no. But I haven't changed them since you last put them on." He told her with a shrug. They barely stung any more. But he did feel the cuts still. They hurt at times but he figured she'd go ballistic if she knew that, so he kept that little tidbit to himself.
"Okay I will take care of them when I saw tomorrow." She said, she can tell he was hiding something and was about not bring it up. But after 3 seconds, she realized she couldn't. "Your hiding something.. what is it?" She said as she raised her eyebrow. What did he do? What happened? Where the two main questions she was asking herself. "Tell me."she added. She knew he would tell her automatically when or if something was really wrong but still he didn't like him hiding stuff. Just like he didn't like her hiding anything.
Nate nodded. "Alright. No problem." He said softly. He frowned and groaned. "I can't hide anything from you even on a freaking phone." He told her with a smirk and a chuckle. "I'm not really hiding anything from you, Sam. It's just that my wounds can give me some, uh, they just hurt sometimes. Is all." He told her with a shrug. He paused for her reaction. He had a feeling it wouldn't be a good reaction. He cleared his throat once more as he glanced back at the time. He groaned. He hated that he had a time limot to talk on the phone with her. But he was also grateful to have these nightly phone calls.
Sam didn't say anything, she just waited for him to speak. And once he did, she was more mad on herself then at him. She should have remembered to clean them when she was there today but she was so forcused on the bullshit with Erin. She rolled herself and sighed. "... okay." She said, her eyes meet with her clock and she let out a sigh again. He was about to have to go. She shook her head hating this scheduled shit. She pulled her cover over her. "I will see you tomorrow, I know your about to have to get off. Sweet dreams." She said, and she blow a kiss.
Nate frowned at her reaction. He was expecting her to get really mad at him for not taking care of his hands. He smiled and then raised an eyebrow. That was the first time she blew him a kiss on the phone before. He chuckled softly. "Wow. It wasn't even a true kiss but I swear, Sam, my heart just started beating a little faster now." He told her. He wanted to tell her what he had told her father. That he loved her. But he didn't want to rush this. He didn't want to say those words and have her feel like she needed to say them back to him. He bit his tongue. He would wait to tell her. "I'll see you tomorrow, sweet girl. Tomorrow night you start your new job, right?" He asked her.
Sam giggled at his words. She didn't even no way she did it. It is just something that happened. "Yeah im nervous. But excited at the same time." She said to him. She really hoped that she would be able to talk to him while she was at work so he could help her keep calm. He was good at that with him.
Nate nodded. "Yeah. I figured as much. I'll try calling after you clock in. Or perhaps it would be better if you called me this time. That way, it's when you actually have time to talk." He told her. He glanced back at the clock and sighed. "I should let you go. I can't talk over my time today since Trent's out sick. I..." He shook his head. Not yet. "Good night, Sam. Sweet dreams." And with that he put the phone back in it's cradle. He then walked back to his cell and layed down on the bed with a smile on his face. Sam was his. Well, not truly, not yet. But in his heart, Sam was his girl. He hated that he wasn't out to deal with this jackass Owen. He sighed softly. He needed to be on his best behvaior so he could get parol.
Sam placed her phone on her nightstand, she hated hanging up on him. She wanted to talk to him not being timed every damn time. She sighed as she laid back and looked up at her ceiling even though she couldn't see the details on it because of the dark. She ran her hand through her hair, she smiled at the thought of them being together once he was out. She wouldn't care about Erin or the baby. Just as long as they were together for a while. She closed her eyes falling asleep thinking about Nate. "I thought you said, you actually cared about me." Sam said, she had caught Nate and Erin together. And she was broken hearted that he lied to her. But she was madder at herself for believing him. He said that Owen was bad for her but, here he was being bad for her to. It was like damn if she did, damn if she didn't. Erin tried to speak but, Sam glanced over at her giving her a look say 'I dare you' Erin sighed and rolled her eyes. "I guess I will wait in the car." she said, giving Nate a kiss on the cheek. Sam watched as Erin's lips touched on Nate's cheek and walk away. "I should have known you were just like the rest!!" Sam yelled as she stormed off.
Sam jumped up and frowned as she looked around, she sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "It was just a dream." she said softly to herself. But, it had felt so real. Sam shook her head as she swung her legs around and sat on the edge of her bed. She glanced at her clock. She had school today, so she needed to hurry up. She grabbed her some scrubs and got dress, she brushed her hair out and grabbed a second pair of scrubs, for work. She grabbed her phone for the nightstand and walked out of her room. She glanced back at her father's room. The door was wide up so she figured that he was already gone. She headed out the house and not seeing his car proved her thoughts were right. As she drove to school, she couldn't shake the feeling off her dream. She hated that she even dreamt it. It was just a damn dream, relax Sam. she thought to herself.
He stared at Sam in his arms. She was dying. He put his face in her neck and groaned. "No. Please don't leave me. Not again." He moaned. He looked up to see Eva staring at him with a sad smile. "She must join me now. We both love you, Nate. But we need to go now." She held out her hadn and he felt Sam stand up and go to Eva. "We must leave you." They both said. "No! Take me with you then! I'm done. I can't lose you." He cried out. "Please."He woke with a start. He hadn't dreamt of Eva in forever. But this time he knew his dream wasn't about Eva's death. Rather it was about whether or not Sam would stay. She knew a lot more about him than anyone else did. She knew about his illness, his mother's, his relationship with his father. She had a power over him that he doubted she realized she held. If she left him he couldn't bear it. He had lost one love to death, he didn't think he could handle losing another to whatever reason. He ran a hand down his face and got up. He waited for his cell to open and then walked over to where his gang was sitting. "Hey sunshine. You came back all happy last night from your call. What happened? Bad dream?" Z asked. He shrugged. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to see Trent. "Nate, you gotta come with me."
During class Sam couldn't fully focus her dream really had her fucked up. She didn't know what it meant but, part of her knew that Nate wouldn't do that to her. He wouldn't ask her father for his approval just to cheat on her with Erin... No that didn't sound like the Nate she fall for. After her first class she had two more before it was time to go see Nate. Which made her blush, she really did care about him. He made her feel fuzzy and she loved it.
Nate stood up but then he stopped. "Trent, hold on a sec. He quickly grabbed his medicine off his plate and his water. He took his pill and then ran back to Trent. "Good to see you're back, Trent. So, you were sick?" He asked. Trent nodded. "Yeah got a bug. So you and Sam make it offical now?" He asked. Nate grinned and shrugged. "Uh, well I have her father's permission to date her after I get out. So I'm hoping for an eaely parol." He said. Trent grinned. "You just may get that, Nate. I'm taking you to see the judge. Apparently someone high up wanted to see if they can get you out. But they wanted to be kept anonymous. I don't know who it was." Nate frowned. "Anonymous? Perhaps, it couldn't be Hunter Waller could it?" Trent shrugged. The only other person it could've been was Nate's father but why would his father get him out?
Three hours passed and Sam was finally done with her classes for today, she walked out the building and paused when she saw Owen leaning against her car. Fucking great she thought, he looked mad and she knew what happened when he was mad. He use to abuse her when they were together, she just never told anyone. Once again keeping sercts. Not thinking she would ever have to see him again. Sam kept walking to her car, he didn't move even when she was inches in front of him. "So you told on me.. I didn't even doing anything to you." He said, Sam sighed. "I didn't t- before she could speak her punshed her in the face. She slightly losted her blances she excepted someone to help her but no one did that just walked passed. And when they did she didn't blame them, they didn't know here. She spit out the blood from her mouth and even though the pain was hell she knew that she wasn't going to be able to hide the bruise from Nate. "Your lying. Your damn father called my father. How you explain that Sam?" He said with his fists balled up. She closed her eyes and sighed before opeing them again. Her jaw hurted like hell. "Girl answer me." He said about to raise his hand again to her again but one of Sam's teachers saw her and the man. "Leave her alone." The older woman said as she walked beside Sam, Owen rolled his eyes at the lady and the looked over Sam. "This isn't over." He said focusfully. He walked off and before her teacher could say anything to her Sam got in her car and drove off. She looked in her mirror wondering how she was going to hide the bruise, she bruised easily so him hitting her that hard it look worse. "Fuck"she said as she sat in the parking lot of the prison.
It was hours later when Nate finally met with the judge. The judge let him know that someone influential had vouched for him. And while they were reviewing him it would take a couple of days but he should be able to get out of prison in about a week or so. He was ecstatic. He didn't know who had vouched for him. He knew two influential people who could vouch for him but he wasn't sure if either of them would even do that. He had been given his breakfast while he was waiting so he wasn't hungry but when he walked back to the group he had a grin on his face. His dream had been momentarily forgotten. "Wow, mood change huh?" Z asked and Nate shrugged. "Yeah." He cleared his throat and glanced over his shoulder when Z pointed to Trent. Trent had a tight look on his face. Almost as if he was pissed at someone. But who would Trent be pissed at? Trent met Sam at the door like he normally did and when he saw her bruise he pulled her aside before he went to get Nathan. "Who the hell did that to you? You know Nathan is going to be pissed when he sees you like this. Shit, Sam. He just met with the judge to get out early. Who did this to you? Tell me now." He growled.
Sam tried to hide the bruise with her hair but soon his face changed she knew it didn't work. She wanted to go home right then and just tell Nate that she didn't feel good or whatever. But it was obvious Trent was going to let her go. "I didn't know.. I will go" she said. She bit her lip and glanced at the floor. "My ex.." she said, she walked off to the visting area, everyone was looking at her with wide eyes. She brushed her hair over her bruise even though she knew Nate was going to see it. The shit was already black and blue, she thought about what Trent said. She glanced back at him before he disappeared into the back. Nate had talked to the judge to get out early. She smiled softly but then she frowned at the pain. She shouldn't be here.. She got up and started to leave.
Nate walked over to meet Trent. "Hey what's up?" He asked. Trent's hands were in fists by his sides. "Sam is here and you'll know when you see her why I'm pissed. You know anything about an ex of hers? A name?" Nate frowned as he followed Trent to the visiting center. "What? Yeah, Owen something. I don't know his last name. I talked to Sam's father about him since he was stalking her. Why?" He asked and then he froze as he saw Sam when she got up. "Sam? Shit. That motherfucker! I'm going to kill him." He fumed. Trent laid a hand on his shoulder. "Don't. Remember what the judge said. Best behavior for the next couple of days. That includes talking about killing someone." Nate glared at Sam's bruise. He sat down. "Shit Sam. Owen did that? Did he abuse you before?" He said with clenched teeth. Trent leaned over. "What's the last name of this Owen?" He asked. "I just might kill him myself." The older man mumbled. "Hey, I want a piece of his ass." Nate said with a glare.
It was to late. Damn it, Sam sat back done and she stay in silence as the two went back and forth. She glanced over at Trent and shook her head. "I am not telling you guys anything about him." She said the tone of her voice told she was pissed off. She told Nate she was okay but he didn't listen and told her father... Her father... Fuck now she had to explain this to him plus she had to go to work on the first day looking like she got hit by a truck. She didn't look at Bate couldn’t, she knew was going to cry if she did. She was mad, yes but she couldn’t be mad at him for to long. She just looked down at the table, she placed her purse on the table. And she put her hands on the table as well. "Give me your hands please." She said tryibg to skip the whole situation.
Nate swore under his breath. "Shit, your work. Fuck." He growled out. He saw that she was close to crying and sighed. He handed her his hands. When she reached for them he grabbed her hand gently. "Hey." He said in a soothing tone. "I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you I just hate that I'm in here and I can't do anything to help you with this asshole." He lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a kiss on her hand. "Do you have makeup or something to cover that up?" He asked her. He didn't want her to show up with a giant bruise on her first day. He let her do whatever she wanted to do to his hands. He flinched a few times but other than that he was fine. "Sam, did he abuse you when you were guys were dating?" He asked her softly.
She still didnt look up at him. But she smiled when he kissed her hands, it was the first time she ever felt his leps on her skin. Once he let her do his hands she noticed that they weren't bad but they were good either. She sighed and nodded to his question. Her father didn't know well at leasts thats what Sam thought. "Yeah, that's Why i didn't want no one to say do anything. It makes him made and i have always been his personalizaed punshing bag." She said shrugging her shoulders as she kept doing Nare's hands.
Nate had to keep from growling or slamming his hands down on the table. He bit the inside of his cheek. He shook his head. "Sam, that's exactly why you should have told someone. When you get home. Or the next time you're able to talk to your father tell him. Let him handle the fucker Owen." He pleaded with her. His dream from the night before came to mind. "Please?" He begged of her. He cleared his throat since he could feel the emotion beginning to clog his throat up. He blinked a couple of times to prevent himself from crying. He looked down to his hands. "You're gonna be a great doctor. Or surgeon, Sam." He told her.
"Looks i dont have a chooice now." Sam said with a shrug of her shoulders. When she heard him about to get emotionalsge sighed. "I am sorry."she said, she glanced up slightly at him. She could hear people whispering, and they normally didn't do that so she assumed they talking about it.... her. She smiled at his words. " Thanks."she with a smile.
Nate heard the whisperings and glanced around the room. He glared at them hard to get them to stop and when he heard no more whisperings he nodded and returned his attention to Sam. "So, as you've heard I talked to the judge today. She said that I will most likely be out in about a week or so on parol. And when I get out I want us to plan a date. We can do whatever you want to do. But first, I want to talk to your father face to face. Just to make sure he's still alright with me and you." He said. He looked down at his newly bandaged hands and nodded. He didn't let go of her hands though. He didn't want to. He knew that he shoukd because technically they weren't allowed to touch. But he needed to touch her today. Especially since it helped distract him from the giant bruise on her face.
"That great." she said but she couldn't help but glance up at him all the way when he brought them going on a date. "I never been on a date, so I have no idea where to go." she said with giggle which turned into a grunted at the pain. She was happy the whispering stop, she sighed. "I am sure he would want to talk to you too.... Oh, when they release call me, I will pick you up." she said, the last thing she said had just popped in her head. "I had a weird ass dream about you last night." she said as she played with his finger. Seeing that he wasn't going to let go of her hands anytime soon. And she was glad, she didn't want him to.
Nate frowned. "You've never been on a date? Well, shit. Now I've got to plan the most kick ass first date for you." He told her with a grin. He noticed her grunt when she giggled and had to keep from getting angry again. Well, at least showing his anger. He pushed it down for now. "I'll call you as soon as they let me know the date of my release." He told her. He frowned. "I had a weird dream about you as well." He told her. He wondered what her dream had been about. And whether or not it had bothered her. He had been a bit bothered by the dream before he had been informed of his pending release.
Sam was shocked that he had a dream to. "Oh, really... mines actually had me feel some type of way. I had caught you and Erin fucking around."she said, she first thought about not telling him but she didnt want to hide it. "Wjat was yours about?" She asked windering wjat his was about.
Nate frowned. "Me and Erin? Sam, you don't have to worry about Erin. She's gor nothing on you." He told her truthfully. He sighed. He had figured that she would ask what his dream was about. He bit his lip and sighed. "You leaving me. In any way. But in my dream you died just like," he stoped and took a deep breath. He let it out real slow. "Sam, I've been in love once before. With this goegeous, blond girl named Eva. We had started out as roommates in the hospital since we were both sick. And later on we became friends which turned into more. She was my first love, my first," he shrugged. "But she was terminally ill and about a year after we started dating she died. Because of her I've never allowed myself to be hurt that way again. But that was the reason why I only ever fooled around with brunettes or any other girls. But never blondes. I didn't want to diminish what me and Eva had with meaningless sex. But, Sam, blondes have always been my type."
She knew he was going to say that. But it honestly didn't make her feel any better about the dream. She hated when she got weird ass dreams like that. She listen to him and nodded when he was done. "Okay.. Im sorry.." she said, she didn't know what else to say really. She felt bad for him, for to second but then she shook the feelings. "Your strong is hell for dealing with that, I know I would have broke a long time ago." She said to him. She took one of her hands out of Nate's hand and poked his nose and winked at him.
Nate didn't look up at her for a while. He knew that if she looked at him with a pitying wye he would break. He didn't want pity. Life dealt him a shitty hand but he was determined to make something out of it. He finally looked at her and shrugged. He chuckled softly as she poked his nose. "You're adorable. And I think you're pretty strong too, Sam. I mean look at the way you dealt with losing your mom. With Erin. I'm sorry about her by the way. But I can promise you that no one will hurt you when I'm out. They've gotta go theough your baddass prison boyfriend when I'm out." He told her with a wink.
"Your proud to saw your my boyfriend now i see." She said with a giggle. Sam was about to open her mouth to speak but "Sam?!" Hunter said as he walked in, a guard tried to speak to him before ge enter the vistition room but he pushed him out his way. Sam didn't even look back at him. Damn it she thought to herself. He cam behind her and turned her around by her shoulder. He hair moved and he saw it. He was in his uniform. He was at work when one Sam's teacher called him. Telling that some boy hit, Sam. He left work without telling anyone where he was going. He pulled a chaur over to her sat down. "How bad it hurt?... Snd don't lie." He said, he glared over at Nate and then sighed. "Alot but i will be fine, he didn't break anything. Its jutst a bruise. " sge abswer but of course her father didn't wanna hear that. "Just a bruise my ass." He said as softly touched it and she grunted to the pain that was caused by his light touch.
Nate grinned and nodded. He saw Hunter Walker stalk into the room and immediately knew that he had heard about what happened. He leaned back in the chair to allow them their own time. He clenched his hands into fists when she admitted that it had hurt alot. But he didn't say anything. He saw her flinch and heard her painful grunt. He had to rein in his temper. He wanted that asshole in jail or beat to a pulp. He smirked. He'd like to be the one to beat him to a pulp. He sighed and shook his head. He couldn't do that. Even once he was out he'd be on parol. Meaning he'd need to be a good boy. He leaned forward. "You might want to place a restraining order on him, Sir. Apparently he abused her while they were dating too." He told him. He wasn't sure if Sam would tell him or not but he wanted to make sure that this issue with this Owen guy would be dealt with.
