Runin' For a Little Lovin'

Chapter One:

It was a normal slow day, in a hot summer, in the small town of Derby, Kansas, in the year of 1978. My parents are Red and Kitty Forman. My name is Moni Amy Forman and I was born in the year 1962. I'm sixteen years old. My family consists of me, my mom, my dad, and my two brothers, Jace Forman and Evan Forman. Jace is 7 and Evan is 3. Now, my family is weird. Like WEIRD WEIRD. We uh, well we hunt things. Monsters. But most of the time, Red works from home. We have a small house in the country. My dad uses our guest bedroom as an office. All day, men come in and out of our house to speak with him. Some of them fellow hunters to keep my father up to date. I was used to this, as was everyone else in our house. That is, until one day came that changed my life forever.

Sam's POV

On the road again. Yay. Now that I've turned seventeen, Dad just expects me to up and leave whenever he wants me to go solve a case. I've been driving for 4 hours now. Dad got whiff of a case in a small town called, Derby, Kansas. Dad and Dean are on a case up in Wisconsin, chasing a Wendigo. I pass by a sign that says, Derby, Kansas, 5 miles. Apparently, the man I'm supposed to find, Red Forman, is one of Dad's old hunting buddies. It's hard to believe that dad even HAD friends. 

Moni's POV

Cleaning house again. Yay. Apparently, we have a guest that is on his way to stay with us for a couple days. I go down the hallway to the room that I share with both of my parents. I open the closet to attempt to make myself presentable. Now, with all of the men that are constantly coming in and out of our house, Red has a rule. I have to dress modest. I can't wear anything really short or revealing, no flashy makeup. I grab a simple pair of bell-bottoms and a Led-Zepplin T-shirt and trek to the bathroom that we all share. I strip from the old clothes that I wear for cleaning and stare at my body. I, personally HATE it. In my eyes, I'm fat, my thighs are too big, and my arms chubby. But everyone else tells me I'm gorgeous. They tell me that my stomach is thin, my thighs and butt are appealing and Red tells me that I better watch it because I've developed curves. After I put on my clothes, I brush my long, blonde hair that I inherited from my momma. I pull the back of it together to place a small pony tail, but leave the rest of it down. I wash my face, but I don't dare touch Kitty's make up. I place the sandals that my mom bought me on my feet. I call it good and go to rejoin the family in the living room. Jace and Evan are playing on the floor with toy cars. Red and Kitty are on the couch, holding hands. Their marriage is REALLY cute. To everyone else, Red is a grade A dick. To Kitty, however, he is the sweetest.

Sam's POV

I pull up to an oldish looking dainty house. I get out of the Chevy and close the door. I run my fingers through my hair, thinking of what I must look like, having been in the car for 4 hours straight. I walk up to the door and knock. I'm greeted by an older looking man who is balding. His face looks permanently etched into a scowl. Yep. He looked like he SHOULD be one of my dad's friends. "Hello. Are you Red Forman?" I ask. 

Moni's POV

I was sitting on the floor when I heard a car pull up. The engine cut off and a car door shut. My curiosity peaked as I heard a knock on the door. Dad got up to answer it. With the layout of our house, I couldn't see who it was. I heard a voice ask "Hello. Are you Red Forman?" The voice sounded like a young boy around my age. Dad answered with his gruff voice. "Yeah. Who wants to know? Where's John?" John. Where have I heard that name before? I thought in my head. I think dad may have mentioned him as one of his old hunting buddies or something. "I'm Sam. John's son. He sent me here to help you with a case. I know, you call John, and you get me. Sucks doesn't it? He's in Wesconsin." I could already tell that I would get along with him by the way he spoke to my father. "Oh. Well, okay. Come on in then." Red said, as he stepped aside to let him in. As Sam stepped in, my eyes grew wide and my face grew hot. He was almost as tall as red and way skinnier than him. Sam had muscles that I could see through his shirt. He wore a grey shirt under a flannel one. On his legs, he wore denim jeans and I caught my eyes betraying me as they strayed to his crotch. Before anyone caught me looking, I looked back up at his face and almost gasped. His face looked perfect. He had big, hazel, doe eyes that you could get lost in. His skin was a smooth tannish color. His soft, brown hair was messy and my heart melted.

Sam's POV

After practicly interrogating me, Red stepped aside and let me come in. I looked over and my heart nearly stopped. There, on the floor, sat a girl around my age. She was streched out on the floor on her stomach, giving me a clear view of all of her curves. My eyes betrayed me as they looked at her ass and breasts. I felt bad for looking and instead looked at her face. She had pretty fair skin and blue eyes that looked like pools I wanted to swim in. Freckles littered her face and long, pretty blonde hair framed it. I stared at her plump lips, wishing desperatley to connect mine with them. Before anyone caught me looking, I looked at Red and hoped he didn't see me blush. "So, where are your files on the case?"