Smed was being so stoic. Sammi had never seen this side of him. Evidently. She was making tea. Possibly, she should have made dinner, but she didn't. She wasn't in the mood. As it was, she'd stayed in her room for quite a while watching The Jersey Shore. It wasn't that she had to watch it, but it was just mind numbing, and she needed that now. But she was sick of it.
Anyway, he didn't say anything. And she was actually afraid to say anything to him. He was at the kitchen table reading. But he acted as if she wasn't there. So she would too. She didn't want to make things worse. She waited for the kettle to hiss.
Finally, she got up the nerve to ask if anything was the matter. But he didn't look her way. Nothing. He slammed his book shut, grabbed his coat and left.
She felt a slight shiver after the back door was slammed shut. She let the cold sink in. What could have gone so wrong?
Next thing she knew, Megan was making herself some tea.
Sammi gave her a stare.
"Oh, was this for you?" Megan said as a second thought. She was already putting sugar in the tea.
"Did you two have a fight?" Sammi finally asked as she got her another cup of tea ready.
"A fight?" Megan looked at her hard. "NO." She sounded down right evil. "If there would have been a fight, there would have shoving, and noises and well, I probably would have kicked his ass."
Sammi didn't look at her.
"Don't worry, I didn't hurt him." She sipped her tea. "I know he wouldn't hurt me." She watched Sammi, who almost burned herself with the hot water. "Besides, he's really not anything like my last boyfriend. He did like to hit me."
Sammi couldn't help but scrunch her nose in distaste.
"It was not that bad." She shrugged. "Well, maybe it was, I just didn't want to think it. I mean, how could I have brought that kind of rage out in a person? Its like I wanted to, you know."
Sammi watched Megan's smile grow into something Anne Hathaway might do when she went mental in a dark movie. Sammi swallowed the flem in her mouth. She kept quiet as she let the tea bag dance on the end of the string she held. Really, she seriously hadn't wanted to know all of Megan's problems. But she could see now, Megan was Smed's problem. Just what had she done to him?