The Medium || A Sam Goldbach fanfic

16: welcome back.

You both went in for the kiss.

You missed those soft lips of his.

He pulled back.

"Where have you been?" He asked. He looked sad.

You didn't say anything. That's when you felt emotional.

You started to cry. You gave him a hug.

"I'm sorry."

"No don't be sorry," he said. "How many months?"

He looked at your stomach.

"7," you answered.

"Where were you?" He asked again.

"Sam, you don't wanna know."

"Your dressed up?" He questioned.

"Yes, exactly."

"So you were partying?" He guessed.

"No," you said. "Sam if you knew you would hate me."

"Y/n, I love you for you. Not for what you have done. I just wanna know where you have been."

You noticed he saw the bruises on your arm. You guessed the foundation came off.

"Where are the others?" You asked.

"In their rooms."

"Sam, I'm going to get changed, I'll tell you later."

You kissed him one last time before you went upstairs.

You walked up the steps. You opened the door to your room. You heard Katrina in there on her phone.

"Go away Sam I know your depressed," she spat.

"Not Sam."

She looked at you.

"Oh my gosh! Where in the world have you been?" She asked.

"You don't wanna know."

You pulled her into a hug.

"Wow your round!" She exclaimed.

"One more month. Or the baby could come sooner," you explained.

"I'm happy your back." She gave you another hug.

"I'm going to change...," you told her.

"Yeah, if you would be able to tell me can you please tell my why your so dressed up?" She asked.

"You'll see it on the news soon..."

You grabbed comfy clothes to change in. You walked into the bathroom and changed.

You thought about your telekinesis. We're you going to tell them? You didn't know.

You finished changing.

You walked out of the room and Katrina saw the bruises and cuts all over you.

"Y/n! Are you okay?!" She exclaimed.

"Gives you a hint on where I've been," you said.

You walked out the room. You headed back downstairs to Sam. You haven't seen Colby yet so he's probably out somewhere.

Sam also noticed the bruises and cuts on your legs.

"Y/n..."

"Fine, I'll explain to you where I have been."

You sat down next to him.

"Okay..." you started. "In the hospital you were told to leave. Once you left the nurse told me to walk and I did. Well kinda. She helped me walk to a room that said 'keep out' all over it. I walked in there to see about 7 men with weapons on them. Then gave me stuff to make a fall and I could hear everything they said. I couldn't talk, I couldn't see. Then they injected stuff into me. They took me to their bunker place. I was..." your voice broke.

"Y/n, I will love you no matter what," he soothed.

"Okay... I was made to be a killer, a murderer. I was trained to fight whoever they wanted. I tried every escape but I got shot-,"

"Shot? How are you still alive?" He asked. You panicked.

You thought of an answer. "Tranquilizer darts. Anyways, they threw back into the cell, changed me, and got me ready for the next person to kill. They changed me. There was a camera in the cell, they watched every move. I slept on the floor, there was only a toilet-."

"You killed that dude at the party!?" Katrina came running in.

"Katrina, you don't understand the story I was forced too," you explained.

"Your the murderer?" She asked.

"Katrina, she's telling me the story of what happened. She was forced to, doesn't the bruises show you proof?" Sam said.

She took a deep breath. "Okay."

She walked back upstairs.

You watched as Sam stared at you.

"You skipped a part," he figured.

Shit, shit, shit.

"No?" You lied.

"I see it in your eyes, y/n," he said.

"Sam, I told you everything," you lied again.

"Y/n."

"Sam."

"Y/n, please," he begged.

"I didn't skip over anything! And if I did it was for a good reason!" You spat. Your tone was angry. Sam realized what he had done.

"Y/n-I'm sorry-."

"I'm going upstairs."

You walked upstairs. Katrina was in there.

"I'm not a murderer, I promise," you said.

"Yeah, I believe you."

"I get back and this is what I deal with?" You yelled.

"Y/n, it's just weird."

"Yeah, 'weird' fuck You!" You hissed.

Then you felt it.

"Katrina."

She ignored you.

"Katrina this is serious."

She ignored you again.

"Holy fuck," you said. "Katrina I think my water just broke."

She listened to you this time.

Very short chapter but I hope you enjoyed it!