[Samara]
I watched as Dylan disappeared and I sighed as I turned my attention back to the TV.
“Thank f**k, I thought he wasn’t going to leave,” Heather suddenly said as she stepped inside and closed the sliding door. I was startled as I stared at her.
“How long were you waiting to come inside?” I questioned as she sat down next to me.
“About ten minutes,”
“Wait, why didn’t you just come inside?”
“Because he clearly wanted to talk to Dylan but…I guess he was trying to find the courage. I don’t know. I just saw him hovering by the steps and I could tell he…you know…I don’t know,” I nodded at that as I turned down the volume.
“So, what’s up?”
“We had s*x last night,” Heather exclaimed, and I stared at her.
“And?”
“And…yeah, I am freaking out…just a little bit,” she said as she held
