>>>Sammy's POV<<<
I stirred the steaming pot of Bacon Soup, humming to myself. Y/N was still out cold, My Lord must've scared her out of her damn mind. I left the pot so it would come to a boil and walked into a separate room to check on her.
Boris was kind enough to let us stay in the safe room so I could feed and care for Y/N while she recovered. I grabbed the wet cloth from her forehead and gently dipped it into the cold bucket of water beside her bed. I twisted it and rung out the excess water, and placed it back on Y/N's forehead.
I sat beside the bed and stared at Y/N as she slept peacefully. I fidgeted with the strap of my overalls and sighed. "I'm sorry for snapping at you Y/N...... You didn't deserve to be treated in such a way......" I looked down at the floor. The room was so silent I could hear her slow breathing.
I sat in silence for a moment, then I let a smile creep its way across my face. I started by tapping my finger rhythmically against my knee, then I began to hum the tune in my head. Once I had the beat and tune down I burst into song.
Listen to the radio
The safety's lost
And we will show
Our preparations
And what you know
Will surely help you flow
You know
You'll never swing
When the color's gone
And everything
Has signed their way
As my offspring
And now you'll hear them sing
Calling out you're
In danger
A stranger
He's angered
Your life's on the line
Running out of time
All through these halls
I would wager
You're braver
A savior
Determined to find
And crawl through his mind
Seeking for answers
With darkened thoughts
Blind
Yet you clearly see us
Praying
That you will
Rise
YOU ARE READING
My Little Song Bird
FanfictionY/N works at the famous Joey Drew Studios, as their very first vocalist and secondary musician. She gets to meet every employee and starts to form deeper feelings for the studio's musician, Sammy Lawrence. She won't admit it, but the grumpy man ha...
