•Haunted• ♡sam carpenter♡

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Addy was waiting outside of the daycare for Sam to pick her up, seeing as she dropped her off earlier that day, when her co-worker, Ryan walked up to her.

"Hey, Addy, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a drink or something with me seeing as we've both finished work?" He asked, somewhat hesitantly.

"Um, no thanks, Ryan. I'm waiting for Sam to pick me up actually." She told him politely, giving a tight-lipped smile and pointing towards the road where Sam would pull up soon.

Just then, Jill appeared. She walked up close behied Ryan, glaring at the back of his head.

"She said no, dickhead." She spat. Addy had to press her lips together to stop herself from laughing.

"Another time, maybe?" He asked hopefully.

"Um," Addy said. She looked back towards the road, seeing Sam had just pulled up, "I'll think about it." She yeller back to him, climbing into the car and slamming the door shut.

"What did he want?" Sam asked, squinting her eyes over to where Ryan stood, before she started driving back towards the apartment.

"Oh, nothing really, just wanted to know if i wantd to go for drinks sometime." Addy said, relaxing against the headrest. Sam hummed, keeping her eyes on the road, "What?"

"He likes you, Ads." Sam told her, looking at her and then back to the road.

"What? No, he doesn't." Addy scoffed.

"He likes you, Addy, and I... I don't like it." Sam said, her grip tightening on the steering wheel.

"Oh, my God, you're jealous." Addy said, turning to face her, a smirk pn her face.

"No, I'm not!" Sam tried to reason.

"You know I'm, like, fully gay right?" Addy said.

"Yeah, but still-" Sam said, sighing.

"So, you are jealous?" Addy asked, and Sam pulled the car over into a random parking lot, before climbing over the console in the middle and straddling Addy's lap, attaching her lips to hers.

The two were caught in a heated kiss, and Sam dipped her head down, kissing the blonde's neck. Addy let out a little moan, bringing one of her hands up to tangle in Sam's hair, the other placed on Sam's thigh, trying to keep her steady.

"Sam..." Addy whispered out, "You better not leave a fucking mark, I swear to God."

"Then Ryan will know you're mine." Sam said, biting down on Addy's neck, making the blonde moan again, and Sam pulled back, pressing a soft kiss to Addy's lips, before climbing to the driver's seat.

"We need to get home, it's roomie dinner night." She said, starting the car and driving off. She wiped her lips, getting rid of Addy's lipgloss that lingered there. The four housemates had agreed that one night a week, one them would cook, and they would all eat dinner together.

"Oh, shit, I forgot about that. Is it my turn to cook or yours?" Addy asked, looking at her neck in the overhead mirror, checking if there was a mark appearing, which thankfully there wasn't, so she then began to fix her ruined lipgloss.

"It's mine, so don't you worry." Sam laughed, placing her hand on the blonde's thigh. Addy was a horrible cook, and she knew it.

"Oh, thank God. You would be stuck with burnt toast tonight if it was mine." Addy said, flicking the mirror back up and climbing out of the car to walk into the apartment.

"Oh, hey Danny." She said, waving at the man. He was one of Sam and Addy's close friends, joining them for dinner sometimes when Quinn and Tara were out. He waved back, smiling at the two who walked up the stairs, before eventually opening the door to their apartment.

"Oh, my God, Ads, Sam, thank God you are here, I am starving." Quinn said, grabbing the blondes arm and dragging down onto the couch beside her, unpausing the season 2 episode of Stranger Things they were on.

"Yeah, Sam, we're starving, what took you both so long?" Tara asked, walking out of her room. Sam glanced at Addy, hoping that she would come up with some reason.

"Oh, this douchebag was trying to get me to go out with him, and he was pretty relentless." Addy explained, looking away from the show momentarily to glance at Tara, who nodded, her mouth forming an 'O' in understanding.

Soon, the four were sat at the table in front of plates of spaghetti, when Tara spoke up.

"So, I did some research on the Ghostface killings today." She said. The other three girls froze for a second, "Turns out, there was one kill in 2014. Some old therapist guy."

"I think im going to leave you guys alone." Quinn said, getting up from the table and dumping her empty plate in the sink.

The other three sat there awkwardly for a few minutes, before Addy spoke up. "He wasn't some old therapist guy." She said, twirling a piece of pasta around her fork.

"He was, um," She swallowed thickly, "He was my old therapist guy."

The Carpenter sisters looked at the blonde, both slightly in shock. "Did you...?" Tara asked quietly.

Addy took a sip of her drink, before asking Tara, "Did I what?"

"Did you kill him?"

"Oh, yeah. He was an asshole."

Addy smiled at the two, before getting up from the table, setting her plate on top of Quinn's and walking back to her room.

"Holy shit." Sam whispered, staring after where Sddy had just disappeared.

"Yeah, holy shit." Tara replied.

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