“Mum, please just drop it. Sam doesn’t know what she wants to do, about us being mates yet.” I said bluntly, staring at my food.
“Okay.” Mum said, throwing her hands up into the air.
Later that night, I went to bed and was drifting off to sleep. Until the scent of caramel and vanilla, invaded my nostrils. My bedroom door opened, slowly. And she stepped in. I had my eyes closed and didn’t say anything to her.
“I know your not sleeping.” Sam said. I kept my eyes closed and didn’t move.
“Okay, maybe you are asleep.” Sam said. She slowly walked towards me. I still didn’t make a move, pretending I was asleep. I felt a dip in the bed. She had sat down next to me.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry for everything I’ve done. I’m sorry that I’m hurting you. I’m just scared. If I let you in, then.....there will be someone else to lose.” She apologised. I opened my eyes. But she wasn’t looking at me, she had her eyes glued to the floor.
Sam didn’t notice me opening my eyes. A tear rolled down her pale skin, soaking her rosy cheeks. I reached out and wiped the tear away with my thumb. She jumped.
“I didn’t realise you were awake.” She admitted. Now looking me dead in the eye.
“You don’t need to apologise. I know that everything’s different and new for you. And for you losing me, well I ain’t going nowhere.” I chuckled softly at the last part.
“Well I better go, get to bed. School tomorrow.” She said jumping off my bed.
“Good night, mi reina.” I called her by her new nickname. She was now by the door, Sam looked back at me.
“Good night, Cole.” She said, then exited my room.
I sighed and laid back, closing my eyes, before I welcomed the darkness, of sleep take over.
“Wake up.” I heard Sam scream in my ear. I groaned and opened my eyes slowly. To see her standing there, ready for school with her backpack, slung over her shoulder.
“Why?” I asked, squinting my eyes to adjust them to the light.
“I need your car, to drive to school. Unless you get up and get ready for school, cause you know. WE HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL. Now get your bum up right now, and get ready. Or do I have to drag you out by the ear?” She asked, crossing her arms and tilting her head slightly to the side.
“Do you know how bossy you are in the morning? Actually, no, never mind. Your always bossy.” I stated, giving her a sly smile.
“Yup, now get up.” She said.
“No, I don’t feel like going.” I said rolling over and closing my eyes.
I thought she might’ve left for a moment. Until I felt icey, cold water, pouring onto my head. I jumped straight out of bed.
“What are you doing?” I asked, irritatedly.
“Get ready.” She stated. Ignoring my previous question.
“No.” I said, bluntly.
She growled. Then a small smile appeared. “Oh well, I guess, I can hang out with Brent. Maybe go out for dinner.” She said tapping her chin.
“No, you are not going near him.” I growled.
“Then get ready.” She said and left the room.
“Fine.” I said defeated.
I got ready and headed downstairs. Sam was standing at the door way, with a bored expression on her face.
“Finally.” She said, throwing her head back.
We headed to school in silence. And not long after we arrived at school. Zaya and that new guy, Brent, were waiting in the car park. I jumped out of my car and snarled at Brent, he had bruises covering his face. I walked quickly, over to the other side of the car and opened the door for Sam. Before she even had the chance to jump out.
I put my hand out for her, but she pushed it back.
“I think I’m more then capable of getting out of the car, if I can tackle you.” She smirked, and slid out of the car. And left me with a shocked expression, on my face.
“Hey.” Sam greeted the others. And made her way over to Zaya and Brent.
She reached them and gave Zaya a small hug. She went to do the same to Brent, but I walked over to them and grabbed her hand gently.
“Don’t.” I whispered.
She turned and glared at me. I kept her hand in mine. Brent looked down at our hands and grimaced.
“You sure he isn’t bothering you?” Brent asked, looking at Sam. She shook her head, but it didn’t look very convincing.
I glared at Brent, he shifted uncomfortably under my gaze.
“So.” Zaya said, breaking the awkward silence.
“Look Sam if he’s bothering you, you need to tell someone.” Brent said.
I let go of Sam’s hand and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
“I am not bothering her. So why don’t you just leave her alone? Or better yet, why don’t you get out of this school?” I spat.
“Cole, stop.” Sam demanded.
“You might think you control her life. But who are you to tell her what to do? And I’m pretty sure you gave me a death threat yesterday, so if you don’t want me to go to the cops. Straight after school, I’d let go if I were you.” He said.
“She’s....” I sighed. I let go and took a couple of steps back.
“You wouldn’t understand anyway, your human.” I muttered under my breath.
“Why don’t you just leave him alone?” Sam asked, practically screaming.
“Because your mine, not his. Your my mate.” I whispered.
She walked up to me and punched me in the face. I didn’t do anything about it. I probably did deserve that. Her eyes then started glowing red. And the veins on her hands were darkening.
“Why?” She screamed at the top of her lungs. She needed to calm down, before she turned around and everyone saw the real her.
“Sam, stop.” I said, calmly.
She went to turn around but I quickly grabbed her and pulled her to my chest. “Sshhh.” I soothed.
“Your eyes and veins.” I whispered into her ear. She instantly relaxed. And started working on slowing her breathing down, her heart was beating like a million times an hour.
After a few seconds her heart beat and breathing had slowed down. Sam slowly pulled back. And I let her go. She turned back to her friends.
“Let’s go, before we’re late for class.” Sam said.