[fandom-muses] I knew this was a dream it was too good to be true
Wrath
When she walks into the beach house with her coffee in hand she rolls her eyes at Logan’s selection of music - her husband was so cliché sometimes. It’s not until she’s walking into the living room to see a push/pull of a girl half over Logan’s lap that she drops her plastic coffee mug and the moment seems to freeze. The thud and splash of coffee across the hard wood gets their attention.
“SAM!” Logan calls but she’s already turned on her heal and heading back out the door.
She’s outside before he catches up with her and she hadn’t realized she’d started crying. The tears are slow and quiet and she doesn’t bother to wipe them away when he grabs her arm.
“It wasn’t what it looked like,” he tells her, his eyes pleading.
“You should really come up with new lines,” she responds dejected but angry.
“Sam, come on. I’m a lot of things but a cheater isn’t one of them. I know what it feels like when someone does that,” she won’t meet his eyes now.
“Great, so you know how I’m feeling right now. That’s awesome. Can I go?”
His grip on her arm tightens like he’s afraid she’ll slip away and she’s pretty sure she just did.
“Sam, if I wanted to have random sex with random girls I wouldn’t have married you and I love being married to you. Please. Just look at me. We were studying and she came on to me. I was pushing her away. Please,” he’s still pleading and her resolve weakens only slightly.
“Let go of me Logan.”
“I know you have trust issues okay. I know that but trust me here. Believe in me. I love you,” she can hear his eyes slide shut.
And damn he’s making this hard. He’s making it impossible because she’s starting to believe him even though her eyes told her she shouldn’t. The push/pull is replaying in her mind and she can’t decide if there was more push or pull.
It’s the click click click of too-tall heals that bring the anger back.
“Are we going to finish this or what?” The blonde girl asks with her head cocked to the side.
Logan sighs and rubs his face but before he can turn to the girl to say anything Sam has pushed past him and gotten into the girls face.
“I think you should take your skanky ass home before I kick your ass for even thinking about touching my husband,” she seethes.
“You don’t scare me bitch,” the girl says.
“I can perform every part in swan lake three times over on point without flinching. You might want to walk away now. Just try me. I’m pissed off enough right now to break your fucking face.”
The girl stares at Sam for a moment and then walks away.
Sam walks back into the beach house, Logan’s footstep sound behind her and she lets out a shaky breath when she finally stops in the foyer.
“I love you too,” she says before she heads to the master bathroom and locks herself inside.
Muse: Samantha Landry
Fandom: Veronica Mars [OC]
Word Count: 520
When she walks into the beach house with her coffee in hand she rolls her eyes at Logan’s selection of music - her husband was so cliché sometimes. It’s not until she’s walking into the living room to see a push/pull of a girl half over Logan’s lap that she drops her plastic coffee mug and the moment seems to freeze. The thud and splash of coffee across the hard wood gets their attention.
“SAM!” Logan calls but she’s already turned on her heal and heading back out the door.
She’s outside before he catches up with her and she hadn’t realized she’d started crying. The tears are slow and quiet and she doesn’t bother to wipe them away when he grabs her arm.
“It wasn’t what it looked like,” he tells her, his eyes pleading.
“You should really come up with new lines,” she responds dejected but angry.
“Sam, come on. I’m a lot of things but a cheater isn’t one of them. I know what it feels like when someone does that,” she won’t meet his eyes now.
“Great, so you know how I’m feeling right now. That’s awesome. Can I go?”
His grip on her arm tightens like he’s afraid she’ll slip away and she’s pretty sure she just did.
“Sam, if I wanted to have random sex with random girls I wouldn’t have married you and I love being married to you. Please. Just look at me. We were studying and she came on to me. I was pushing her away. Please,” he’s still pleading and her resolve weakens only slightly.
“Let go of me Logan.”
“I know you have trust issues okay. I know that but trust me here. Believe in me. I love you,” she can hear his eyes slide shut.
And damn he’s making this hard. He’s making it impossible because she’s starting to believe him even though her eyes told her she shouldn’t. The push/pull is replaying in her mind and she can’t decide if there was more push or pull.
It’s the click click click of too-tall heals that bring the anger back.
“Are we going to finish this or what?” The blonde girl asks with her head cocked to the side.
Logan sighs and rubs his face but before he can turn to the girl to say anything Sam has pushed past him and gotten into the girls face.
“I think you should take your skanky ass home before I kick your ass for even thinking about touching my husband,” she seethes.
“You don’t scare me bitch,” the girl says.
“I can perform every part in swan lake three times over on point without flinching. You might want to walk away now. Just try me. I’m pissed off enough right now to break your fucking face.”
The girl stares at Sam for a moment and then walks away.
Sam walks back into the beach house, Logan’s footstep sound behind her and she lets out a shaky breath when she finally stops in the foyer.
“I love you too,” she says before she heads to the master bathroom and locks herself inside.
Muse: Samantha Landry
Fandom: Veronica Mars [OC]
Word Count: 520