Torn

Chapter 1

Present Day

Sam was standing up in the middle of a beautiful garden, just under a cherry tree that had just blossomed. She was used to stop by every single day before or after work (it depends on her schedule) and she's spend half an hour just standing there, looking at the grass.

It had been a whole year since she first stood on that spot, returning everyday. She couldn't say she had better things to do. She was completely alone and she could live this life forever. It's a weird feeling just like the White Stripes song 'I'm lonely, but ain't that lonely, yet."

There were some things people could tell just by looking at her. She liked to wear light colors and high heels. She had dark hair that went down her shoulders and when she walked she's swing her hips elegantly. She was one of those super independent women who had a job as editor in a big magazine.

It was also possible see that she wasn't happy. She was cheerful in public, but that was just the mask she had to wear. Her heart had been broken so many times that she gave up having it mended. She locked her heart away in a dark chamber where no one could find it and hurt her again.

Her cell phone rang, breaking her melancholic mood. She opened her purse and found it just behind her wallet. She pushed it open and put on her ear.

"Hello?"

"Sammy…?" The woman in the line asked, unsure.

"Mom?" Sam's eyes widened. She had never expected her mother to find her, or to even bother looking. Since she left Amity Park five years ago, nobody had called her; they had just her to rot in this big hypocrite earth. "How did you find me?" She felt her throat closing up and she made her best to not let her mother know how glad she was to hear her voice.

"It doesn't matter, honey." Her mother said. Sam noticed that she was crying and that she made to efforts to hide it. "Sam, your father died."

Sam couldn't describe what she felt that moment. He had been the main reason she left home, she had hated him for five years and couldn't bring herself to forgive him, but instead of being glad when her mother told her the news, she felt a pang in the heart and tears pooled out of her eyes. It was at that moment that Sam realized she had forgiven him.

"Sam… are you coming?"

"Yes. I'll arrive tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, darling."

"Bye." Sam whispered, turning off the phone and looking at the grass in front of her. She sighed, wiping the tears of her eyes. She had hoped this day wouldn't come, but she had to go back to her hometown and face her family, her friend and… Danny. "I won't leave you here. I'll be back." She whispered to no one in particular.

She turned around and left the flowery grave behind.

Five Years Ago

"I suppose I shouldn't feel so alone. I didn't care before if I could or not go out with my friends because I knew they were there for me for everything I needed. They say they are still here for me, but their priorities have changed. We don't hang out like we used to. There's only one day that we separated to be for just the three of us: Friendly Tuesday. We go from school to Nasty Burger and stay there for about an hour or two. Sometimes we go to play videogames at Tucker's house, but we don't go to the park, theater or my house anymore. The reason of all this is that both Danny and Tucker found themselves girlfriends."

Sam stopped typing on her web journal for a while, changing her account to a private one. She didn't want Danny or Tucker to ever see her journal, because she had decided to take out her stress and even a fake name would be too risky.

"Danny has been dating Valerie for almost two months now and Tucker is dating Star since three weeks ago. I don't think I can get used to see my best friends kissing, it's just weird.

Tucker and Star do not match, I'm happy for him, I really am, he got the girl he had been wanting for a long time, but they still look like they don't belong to each other, it's like when you try to mix pop art with classical poetry.

Danny and Valerie look so much in love. I hate to admit it, but they look cool together! When I see they fighting ghosts together, moving around like in choreography, in perfect unison, I understand that they have something that bound them together.

I hate it. I've had this silly crush on Danny for two years and as much as I try to get out of his way towards happiness with Valerie, I just end up hurting myself even more. I think I'm not a very good friend anymore.

I'm not complaining that they're together, I couldn't be that selfish. I understand that it's for the best that we ended up breaking apart, but this stupid loneliness is killing me.

Sometimes I wish I had friends other than those two. Sometimes I wish I had a female friend to who I could speak with. But I guess I was destined to be on my on. The only thing I can do at the moment is to hope that Tuesday come soon.

PS - I have a surprise for them tonight, I already sent the flyers and I'll even allow them to bring their girlfriends. I think they'll love my surprise."

Sam published her thoughts at the moment her phone rang. She felt really happy when she recognized Danny's number.

"Hey, Danny!" She held the phone up to her ear with her shoulder as she opened her wardrobe and pulled out a dark green dress.

"Hey, beautiful! I called you to tell you that something came up and Valerie and I won't be able to go today to the… what's the name?" Danny stopped for a while; Sam could hear the noise of papers. He was looking for the flyer she had sent him. "Oh, here, 'the music night' because her sister is in town and we decided to go visit her."

"Oh, how long will she be staying?" Sam asked, already feeling angry that he dumping her surprise without having even read the flyer she had sent him.

"About a week." Danny answered, cheerfully; he laughed and said something out of the receiver.

"Can't you visit her tomorrow? It's the only presentation." Sam insisted. "Valerie is there with you, right? Ask her if you can delay the visit."

"Sam, we can't delay it." Danny said, seriously.

"Well, then I guess you'll miss it." She said, biting her lower lip to relief her stress.

"Can I come later? I mean, I won't make it in time for the show, but we can meet later in a bar or something." He suggested.

"I think it will be impossible, after the show I'm going straight home because I have class the next day. I'm sorry you can't come." She said, making her voice sound as if she didn't care. Danny knew that voice very well and he could tell she was very angry.

"Don't be angry, Sam…" He said, sighing. "Listen I'll talk to Valerie, okay? I don't promise anything, but I'll try."

"Really, go see her sister, I don't mind." She lied. "It's just a stupid audition."

"Audition?"

"Look, Danny, I have to go, my cat is about to jump out of the window." She turned off her phone after hearing him asking her since when she had a cat. Sam was tired to beg for company. Tuesday night was very important to her with or without her friends.

She sighed in frustration and looked at her dress. It wasn't very gothic, but tonight she couldn't look like a rebel without a cause, she had to impress the teachers and the judgers. Her mother would be there and maybe even her father, she wanted to show them what she could do.

She took a quick shower and got dressed. She took an extra care with her hair and make up, wearing light colors for the first time in her life. In the end, she put high heels for a final touch. It was perfect. She put the lyrics in her purse and ran away to the theatre.

"No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I'm here, nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you."

Tucker had the worse time of his life convincing Star to go to Sam's audition. He thought it was the most boring invitation she had even sent to him, but when he opened the flyer he read her name in the list he knew he had to be there. In the end, Star agreed in going with him, but only after he bought her three new sandals on his new credit card.

He sat next to her on the chairs Sam had reserved for them. Next to him were Sam's parents and in the other side were two empty seats. He was glad Star had decided to go with him, because he didn't want to sit next to Sam's father all by himself.

"Hello, Tucker." Sam's mother smiled at him.

"Hello, Mrs. Manson. Lovely night, isn't it?" He replied, nervously.

"Yes it is. Have you heard about the changing in the schedule?" She asked, handing him a new flyer. "One singer got sick, so Sam's teacher put her to sing two songs by the end of the audition. I bet my baby is really nervous."

"Oh, she'll sing twice?" He asked.

"Yes, looks like she's good at it." Mrs. Manson said, proudly.

Star completely ignored the conversation, fixing her make up in a mirror.

"Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears.
I'm here, with you, beside you,
To guard you and to guide you . . ."

The lights went off, the curtains opened and the first girl showed up, looking nervous. On the stage was a piano, drums, violins and guitars. All the musicians started playing the songs and the interpreters started singing.

Tucker was really upset that Danny and Valerie hadn't arrived, yet. He followed the schedule on the flyer and it said that Sam was the next to sing. He took his PDA from his pocket and decided to record her presentation, only to show Danny what he had missed.

"Then say you love me every winter morning,
Turn my head with talk of summertime . . .
Say you need me with you, now and always . . .
Promise me that all you say is true
That's all I ask of you . . ."

Sam was an amazing classical singer. She had trained for two years now and nobody had asked her why she was always busy on Saturday afternoon.

Tucker filmed her starting from her toes in an elegant pair of high heels. Her dress ended about her knees and hugged her curves tightly. She had her hair down and a make up that didn't look like something she'd wear.

"Let me be your shelter,
Let me be your light.
You're safe: no-one will find you
Your fears are far behind you . . .
All I need is freedom,
A world that's warm and bright
And you always beside me
To hold me and to hide me . . ."

Sam couldn't see the public because the lights were very strong and it completely blinded her. She was wondering if Danny had come, but she didn't expect him to.

"Then say you'll share with me
One love, one lifetime . . .
Let me lead you from your solitude . . .
Say you need me with you here, beside you . . .
Anywhere you go, let me go too
That's all I ask of you . . ."

Danny opened the door and entered in the theatre in the middle of Sam's first song. He had decided to go alone because Valerie refused to leave her sister to go see some boring show. Danny was going to call Sam one more time, when he watched her name written on the flyer.

"Say the word and I will follow you...
Share each day with me, each night, each morning . . .
Say you feel the way I do
That's all I ask of you . . .
Anywhere you go let me go too . . .
Love me -that's all I ask of you . . ."

He had been amazed when he saw her standing there. He was sad because he ended up fighting with Valerie because of the Sam, but when he saw her his heart filled with joy. He had never known she could sing that well. He applauded when she was finished; he whistled and called her 'beautiful' even though he knew she couldn't hear him.

"Thank you." Sam said, blushing slightly. "That was my friend's song, but unfortunately she literally broke her leg and couldn't come tonight. The rights of that song belong to Phantom of the Opera musical." People applauded one more time and she smiled, waiting for them to stop. "And now I'll sing my song, it's called 'Certe Notti' Annalisa Minetti's version."

"Certe Notti la macchina è calda e dove ti porta lo decide lei.
Certe notti la strada non conta e quello che conta è sentire che vai.
Certe notti la radio che passa Neil Young sembra avere capito chi sei.
Certe notti somigliano a un vizio che tu non puoi smettere, smettere mai."

'What language is that?' Danny thought, not recognizing what Sam was saying. He didn't know she spoke other languages.

"E si può restare soli, certe notti qui,

che chi s'accontenta gode, così così.
Certe notti o sei sveglio, o non sarai sveglio mai,

ci vediamo da Mario prima o poi."

Tucker noticed that Star had stopped brushing her hair to look at Sam in confusion. "She speaks Italian?" She asked Tucker. Tucker raised his shoulders. He didn't know that, too.

"Certe Notti la macchina è calda e dove ti porta lo decide lei.
Certe notti la strada non conta e quello che conta è sentire che vai.
Certe notti la radio che passa Neil Young sembra avere capito chi sei.
Certe notti somigliano a un vizio che tu non puoi smettere, smettere mai."

Sam noticed a small red light somewhere in the public. She blushed. There was someone recording.

"Non si può restare soli, certe notti qui,

che se ti accontenti godi, così così.
Certe notti sei sveglio

Certe notti qui, certe notti qui, certe notti qui..."

The drums played for more three seconds before ending the song loudly. Sam was breathing heavily when she ended the music, but she had never been so satisfied. The lights went on and she saw people standing up and applauding.

She spotted Danny in the crowed, surprised. He had come!

About fifteen minutes later, Sam was out on the street talking to her parents and her friends. Everyone congratulated her, making her blush.

"So, we better go home, honey." Mrs. Manson said, putting a hand on Sam's back and leading her to her car.

"Uh- Mrs. Manson," Danny said, stopping them before they could enter in the car. "Can Sam stay with us for a while? I promise I'll take her home." He showed her his car keys to confirm that Sam wouldn't be in danger of walking home in the dark.

"Well, of course, as long as you don't stay out until too late." Mrs. Manson said, not seeing that her husband, who was inside the car, looking furious at his offer.

Sam was really surprised that Danny had called her to stay for a while with him, Tucker and Star. She smiled at him, feeling the warmth on her chest that she usually felt when she was with him.

"Don't you have to go back to Valerie?" She asked.

"We kind of had a fight." He said, sadly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sure you'll be okay again in the morning." Sam pretended to be sad for him, but she was really glad they had fought. Maybe tonight she could hang with him like they used to.

"I vote we go to the Nasty Burger!" Tucker said, cheerfully.

"And I say we go to the park and finish this off." Sam said, taking out of her bag a bottle of Vodka.

"Where did you get that?" Danny and Tucker asked at the same time, equally surprised.

"It's amazing what you can get when you look older." Sam smiled. Star, for the first time agreed with her, saying that either the boys decided to go or not, she was in.

"Fine, we're in." Danny said, still suspicious.

"I'm driving!" Tucker said, grabbing Danny's keys and rushing to the car.

Danny sighed, put one arm around Sam and guided her to the car, smiling down at her and kissing her head gently, like he used to... you know, before Valerie. Sam sighed in contentment and hugged him tightly.

"I missed you." She whispered in an inaudible voice.

AN- A brand new story for you and this one is more mature as you can see… I hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to review.