Sammie & Soren's Relationship [Damen]

"Sammie, you can still see him." Those six words made Sammie feel like the weight of the world that she had been carrying so long had finally been taken away from her. In a way, it had.


"I can... See him?" For some reason, the words didn't seem right together. Alien. She shook her head. What had just happened? She remembered Soren walking into her room, and then, and then.... Oh no. She gasped a little to herself. Hopefully her dad didn't hear it. Did she really.... Yes, she did. She and Soren had done the unthinkable tonight. Something that no fifteen-year-old girl should have done with a seventeen-year-old, or anybody, for that matter. You might as well make him eighteen, because his birthday was very soon. The fact that it had happened was one thing. But what if she was pregnant? Tears fell freely down her face. She was glad her dad couldn't see them.

Pregnant... Was she? Only a doctor could tell her. She would have to find out soon, before she started showing. If she was pregnant in the first place.

Soren. That was her first priority. She had to find him. She looked out the window that he had fled from. A faint light was beginning to paint her room a light rosy color. Dawn was near.

She hobbled over to her dad. "Thanks dad. Don't worry, I'll always be your little girl." She kisses him on the forehead, holds him tight for a long moment, then slips out the door.

"Where are you going?" Her dad called. He couldn't possibly know what time it was, which was an advantage on her part.

"Just... Out for a walk. Don't worry, I won't be long." She promises, and then she's gone.

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Sammie trampled through the coal-coated streets of the Seam. Already the miners are beginning to emerge from their houses, on their way to another day of depressing, life-threatening work. And for what? They barely got enough to feed themselves. Some didn't. It was all the Capitol's fault.

She followed the most obvious path that Soren could have taken from her window: To the square. She comes to a stop at the edge. There are a few people out and about, but no Soren. She begins to cry. She could count on both hands how many times she had cried in the past five years, and mostly all of them had been with Soren, or because of him.

Sammie slowly makes her way over to an old, rickety bench and plops down onto it. She sobs into her jeans, head on her knees. Nobody could help her now. She was alone, confused, and possibly pregnant. Could anything else go worse?

Sammie let her mind clear for a second. What's the most important thing right now, Sammie? She asked herself. Soren. She immediately replies back. NO. The most important thing right now is to find out if you're pregnant.

Sammie reluctantly stood up. She began to make her way towards the doctor's office. She had been there too many times these past couple of days for her liking.

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Sammie arrived at the front door of the doctor's office. Sighing, she pushed the heavy oak door into the musky hall. It creaked loudly. She wandered over to the desk and saw a pleasant looking lady smiling at her. "Hello, hun. How can I help you today?"

"Umm. I need a pregnancy test." It sounded more like a question.

The receptionist widened her eyes at Sammie, but quickly hid her shock. "Come this way, ma'am." Sammie followed her into a small, dinky hospital room. She handed her a small cup. "You know what to do."


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"You're pregnant." The doctor confirmed Sammie's worst nightmare fifteen minutes later.

Sammie's head spun around. She was pregnant. She was going to have a child. Soren's child. Oh no.

"Um... Thank you." Sammie rushed out the door. She threw a spare coin from her pocket onto the receptionist's desk.

Sammie raced to the nearest isolated place. An alley. She sat down on the damp ground, not caring that the bottom of her jeans was now soaked, and bawled. She couldn't have a child. She was fifteen. But, it was happening. Where was Soren? He needed to know about this....

OOC: You honestly don't know how good of a writer you are :)
I'm going to start posting in first person now. Change of heart ^^

IC:

Had I never met Soren, I never would have gotten myself into this situation. Never would have had all those tears fall. Never would have had a child. Sounds a bit blunt, right? Truth is, Soren was probably the best thing that ever happened to me.

I always trusted Soren's judgement. I always admired the way he handled each and every situation he got himself (me too, on occasion) into. So, when he suggested the name for our beautiful daughter, I couldn't help but agree with the accuracy of how perfect the name was.

"Evangelic Park-Ryder."

"It's perfect." I nodded. "More than that...."

And so, our little Evangelic became one of our sole reasons to exist. Despite the fact that we lived in the Seam, we gave her all she needed. Food was generally not a problem, strange as that may seem.

Eva was a sight for sore eyes, let me just say that. She had silky brown hair, like mine. But one thing she didn't inherit from me were those eyes. Gray eyes, like my beloved Soren. Gray as the sky after a rather harsh rainfall. Secretly, I had always wanted my child to have Soren's eyes. I think I would have been quite disappointed if it didn't.

And so the months went by. As a 16-year-old mother, I couldn't do much, considering I was still a child myself. Every day I face the wrath of my fellow District-Twelvers, who whisper things along the lines of, "What a whore," "Some parents she has," and "Doesn't she have any common sense? What a jerk. Some self-control you have. Don't you have anything better to do?

Some neighbors I have.

At about eight months, Eva finally found the nerve to stand up. Soren had placed her on the floor, the seat of the couch within arm's reach. Soon after, Eva reached her thick baby hands to the couch, and lifted her rear end off of the cool wooden flooring.

"Soren! Soren, get in here!" I had happened to be in the room at the time, keeping a watchful eye on my precious, while Soren had scampered off to do something. What, I don't know.

He comes bolting in literally two seconds later. "What? What happened?"

I point to Eva. "Look!"



OOC: I'm not quite done, but if you find muse, go ahead and post ^^ Okay, I know this post is fairly crappy, but at least I added dialogue :D