Night And Day (Sam)

[Rafe Colby]

Realizing what he was doing, Rafe released his hold on her so abruptly that he pushed her backwards. "Ahhhhh... I'm sorry, Sam!" he cried, frustrated.

He ran his hands through his hair desperately, trying to control himself. What was it about her that made him so crazy? Of course, it had never occurred to him that he was probably at least a little bit crazy to begin with.

"I didn't mean to do that... I'm sorry. Please... forgive me. I don't want to hurt you, I just want you to love me..."

[Samantha Montgomery]

When he released her she stumbled backwards triping almost over her own feet but steadying herself on a nearby boulder. The jarring impact caused her to hiss and she lost all thought for the boy in front of her. Instead she felt the jolt spread through her body and tensed.

"Get away from me!" she yelled at him beyond angry, beyond steady. She wanted to sob, she had never put so much restraint into her actions as she had with Rafe, mostly because she felt it was her fault he was like this. The old Samantha would have had him begging for his life right now, she'd probably be leading him an even more merry chase, but ever since her mother died and she had the freedom to live her own life, she wanted no more of this cruel manipulation.

[Rafe Colby]

Rafe staggered backwards, frustratedly clenching his fists and pacing. "I'm sorry!" he cried desperately. "I don't... I don't know why I keep doing things like that... I just get so crazy sometimes. I don't mean to... I don't want to hurt you. I care about you, so much. You're in my every thought from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep. I just don't understand... why I lose all control with you. I just... I need you. Please. Give me a chance, I'm begging you, I'll do things right, I'll control myself, I swear!"

[Samantha Montgomery]

"No!" she screamed at him, sick of hearing his voice, knowing that he would never change. "Rafe I'm warning you just stay away from me!" she said in a low controlled whisper. Being nice didn't penetrate, being angry would have to do, and she was more than angry. Now she was fumbling to find her wand to hex him away from her if need be.

All she wanted to do was go back to the castle and curl up in her bed.

[Rafe Colby]

"I can't!" he cried desperately. "Don't you see... you're like a magnet to me. I'm hopelessly drawn to you. You're the flame and I'm the moth... I can't stay away even if I wanted to! If I can't be near you, I can't breathe! Please.... Sam... If you just wouldn't fight me so much and always push me away, this wouldn't happen. I just need to be near you..." He tried again to grab onto her hand, fumbling for her almost frantically.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Samantha was backed up against a boulder and she really didn't like her positioning, he was reaching for her again and she thought to side step him, he had put enough bruises on her skin.

Words weren't reaching him at all, so she decided to make a run for it.

[Rafe Colby]

He was momentarily taken by surprise when she sidestepped him, then took off at a run. He still couldn't understand why she would run away from him, and it had him feeling very frustrated. She had a bit of a head start on him, but he took off after her, running as fast as he could.

"Sam! Wait! Please come back... just hear me out. I didn't mean to do what I did... It just... I'm sorry! Please... please don't run away from me..."

He was a fast runner, so despite being a little breathless, he was soon catching up to her. When he thought he was gettiing close enough, he lunged toward her in a flying leap, hoping that he could tackle her to the ground, where he could make her listen to him....

[Samantha Montgomery]

Samantha wasn't prepared in the least. He outweighed her by fifty pounds easily and she went down like a twig snapping beneath a footstep. Only it wasn't a tree snapping that she heard, Rafe's tackling brought her down and fractured one of her ribs that had landed on a large rock knocking the breath out of her. Breathing itself was difficult already.

She was listening now alright, she couldn't do much else except try and protect her injured areas.

[Rafe Colby]

His tackle had brought her to the ground, face down, and he easily manipulated her so that she was on her back, and he was on top of her. So many times, he had fantasized about being in this very position with her, although the circumstances were quite different. In his imagination, they were in a bed, not outside on the school grounds. And they were wearing a lot less clothes. And of course, she wasn't bleeding. Had he done that?

"Sam, I'm so sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt you... I just love you..."

Then, because he couldn't help himself, he swooped down and kissed her.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Sam was going to die from his "love" she was almost positive of that. She hadn't managed to catch her breath yet, and how could she when he was still on top of her, and she was nursing a fractured rib? Every small inhalation was painful so she attempted small breaths, still not reacting to Rafe until his lips were on hers.

She coughed then sputtered and tried frantically to push him away. How had it come to this?

[Rafe Colby]

Rafe was now exactly where he wanted to be. Sam was beneath him, his lips were on hers and he barely even noticed her coughing and trying to push her away. It only made him more determined. He kissed her with a bruising intensity as he held her down on the cold hard ground. His hands began to wander, touching places that he had, until now, only dreamed of. He fumbled with the buttons of her robe, and when he couldn't get them undone, he began to tear at them, popping several buttons off and ripping the fabric in places.

[Samantha Montgomery]

A multitude of thoughts flashed in Samantha's mind, everything seemed so surreal. Here she was, fractured rib, covered in small abraisions, being ruthlessly bruised by Rafe's careless pawing, and now her robes were being ripped from her body.

She felt all at once dirty, helpless, and enraged. Breathing hurt, his weight on her hurt, his fingers hurt, and she had had enough pain to last her several lifetimes. What Rafe was doing to her wasn't the act of some lovestruck puppy like she had always equated him to, this was serious, he had moved into the psychotic and derranged. Why hadn't she seen it before?

"P-please..." she whispered a little brokenly. It was amazing having lived with her mother for most of her life that she had retained any innocence, but she had, what Rafe was now trying to take away from her, she was perhaps naively and idealistically, saving for the man she fell in love with. It didn't belong to him. Suddenly something inside of her snapped and all hell broke loose, adreneline pumping through her system allowed her to forget about her rib and the pain suddenly became fuel to a fire Rafe would not want any part of.

Strength born from determination had her pushing with all her might and managing to relieve her body of his weight. She didn't stop there, some demented part of her pushed beyond endurance sought her wand. Blindly she leveled it at him and hissed a curse her mother had taught her causing white hot spasms to jolt through Rafe's system.

She was enraged and moving off of adrenaline and fury alone, but the spell was darker than anything she had done before on her own and quickly drained Samantha of any energy she had, bringing back her injuries to her awareness. The curse was over just as it began, and had Samantha been in a more lucid state she would have marveled at how long her mother could hold that spell on her, whereas she could only do so for a few seconds. Still those desperately purchased seconds were all she needed to quickly make a much needed escape.

[Rafe Colby]

Rafe was momentarily stunned as she pushed him off of her, then hit him with the curse. It was a painful curse, and he hadn't been expecting it. He went completely limp for a moment as his body was wracked with spasms, then when the power of the curse was lifted, he curled into a ball, unable to move for a while.

His twisted mind couldn't understand what had just happened. He had believed that he could change her mind, to make her love him the way he loved her, but she continued to fight him. It was in that moment that it first started to occur to him that she wasn't merely playing hard to get... she really just didn't like him. But why? What was wrong with him? He was certain he could make her happy if she would just stop fighting him. But even he had to admit that he was doing a lousy job of convincing her.

"Sam... please don't go," he murmured weakly. "I'm sorry..."

[Samantha Montgomery]

Samantha had already taken off running. She hadn't heard his last words, his apology, she had simply left as quickly as her feet would take her afraid of what would happen if she couldn't outrun him.

Perhaps it was love, perhaps it was obsession, perhaps it was true as can be, but it wasn't returned, and Merlin only knew what could happen with unrequited love.