The choir in the church, the lightning bolt in the silent and peaceful night, a screamer in horror game — all of them weren't even close to the moment, which happened in Sam's house. That little sound, little, but full of hope. Sam startled...This one second made him happy, he saved her life, wasn't it great?
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Sam gasped. Loona moaned again and again. She then started to rise up slowly. Her vision was blurry a little. She was sluggish for first seconds, but suddenly she rushed away from the sofa and screamed. It was understandable, as she had no idea where she was. But after looking around for a minute and especially after seeing the guy she calmed down.
Loona: Uhm... Sam... is that you?
Sam: Yes, it's me, don't worry, you are safe and in my house now.
Loona: Yea, I can... see that... well, so what... OH FUCK! (She moved the wrong way, making her body lots of pain)
Sam: Stop! Don't move too quickly. You are hurt, look at your hip. (She looked at her wound and finally remembered what happened to her and me)
Loona: Oh fuck, it is painful for real, was it Tony, wasn't he? That asshole! He escaped or something? I will find him and then...
Sam: No, actually... (Sam swallowed nervously) He is... dead.
Loona: Dead? What happened?! Wait, did YOU kill him?
Sam: Don't you remember? You shouted to me to kill him and I had to do it, until it was too late. (He decided to hide, how hard for him it was to kill a person)
Loona: Heh, nice job, by the way. Oooh, just look at you! Your face, and hands! They are scratched and hurt with...
Sam: Glass shards. (By that moment Sam started feeling the pain and wanted to treat himself)
Loona: Oh fuck, you are bleeding, how long was it since you got hurt?
Sam: About two hours I guess.
Loona: Your blood could be infected, why didn't you treat yourself,? You had so much... ti... me... (She understood the situation, Sam was taking care of HER all that time, even forgotten about his own pain, her heart sank for a moment) oh... I mean... I mean... Thank you for helping me...
Sam: You're welcome (He felt wonderful, as now was sure that he saved Loona's life. Sam felt like fixed something broken inside or corrected the mistake, made years ago.) Well, uhm... while you're recovering, you can stay here, if you want.
Loona: It would be nice, but... I need to go home, they're must be waiting for me. So... just let me take my stuff and I will...
Sam: Your stuff? Oh.. nooo...
Sam gasped, Loona then felt something was wrong.
Sam: Loona, you see, the situation was a hard one and your backpack, it was damaged by Tony's gun. I guess he had some flaming ammo (He didn't tell Loona his theory about cursed power, she was too shocked to learn such a strange detail about that incident) and your backpack... it was burnt.
Loona: WHAT?! ALL MY STUFF?!!? OH NO, FUCK, fuck fuck fuck... My bag, my Grim... book. Tell me you're joking, Sam!
Of course, he would be happy to tell her that, but the guy wasn't joking at all. He sighed and told it again, trying to be serious but soft as well.
Sam: No, sorry. I'm not joking, I tried to put out the fire, but Tony kept shooting and I couldn't handle that. When I killed him, everything was burnt already. I'm so sorry.
Loona's face became dark. She understood it wasn't his fault, but her edgy character almost played a bad joke with her.
Loona: FUCK! No... why me?! Why the f... (Loona felt concerned and really worried that she wouldn't be able to go back to Hell. She got one another idea). Wait a minute, I can call my colleagues and they will pick me up. (She sighed in relief)
Sam: Great! But what about your injuries? Do they know how treat them?
Sam: Uhm... Yea... I guess they do
Maybe I.M.P members weren't good doctors, but it was magic in Hell, also Loona could just heal herself faster in her hellhound form, as hellhounds have good regeneration.
She put her hand in the pocket to take the phone, but...
Loona: no...
The phone's gone! Where was it?!
Loona: Oh fuck...
Tony cracked it on that roof even before Sam stopped him from having his time with Loona. Her heart was shot in the bullseye, she was now broken inside...
Loona wasn't able to call Blitzo to ask him to take her home! She stuck in the living realm! And there wasn't any chance of coming back to Hell. Loona almost cried, understanding how serious the situation was. Sam couldn't get her thoughts, thinking she was just missing home. Anyway, she was hurt seriously, maybe it would be better, if she stayed at his place for a while. At least until she will be ok.
Sam: Loona, what's wrong?
Loona: My phone! This asshole broke my phone and I can't call any of my 'family' to pick me up!
Sam: Don't you remember their phone numbers, do you? What's the problem itself?
Loona: NO I DONT! Why does it give you a fuck?! (She couldn't help but was furious)
Sam: Because I saved your life and want to know why!
Loona: Shut up! Now I'm stuck here forever! (She looked so miserable.)
Sam: What do you mean by that "stuck" of yours?
Loona: You heard it!
Sam: I thought we were going to get along but...
Loona: Leave me alone!.. I don't have any purposes to speak with any hu... with any man... (She growled that in a bitchy tone, then gasped and closed her mouth with hands, she understood it was absolutely wrong to say something like that to a man, who saved your life)
Sam was surprised, even insulted a bit. He knew she was a newbie in a game called 'communication' but those words got him off the track! Fortunately, the guy was patient enough, otherwise they could have a serious argument.
Sam: Uhm... so that's how it is... well... ok, Loona. I got you... I don't refuse my offer about your apartment. You can live here, until you recover and then... (He couldn't finish) Let me navigate you around the house. This is kitchen in front of you, the left door is my room's door. Next one is for toilet. The front door is next to the kitchen. You can go and do whatever you want but I advice you not to move a lot, or I'll have to close your wounds again.
Loona: ...
One problem less. Now he needed to buy some stuff and quickly got dressed, he also wanted to be alone for some time. Loona noticed him leaving and asked Sam, where he was going. She almost whispered that, trying not to burst into tears...
Sam: I left
Loona: ...
The key turned in the lock with a clicking sound. Loona stayed alone, again. She was lying on her sofa and thinking about the last episodes of her life: her mission, the party, her failure and the man, who saved her life. She felt really guilty for her words, as she caught Sam being insulted. She was grateful to him and even treated him as a friend. He didn't try to play with her, to fuck her or to do other vulgar acts. And she said so dirty and rude words to him.
Loona: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!
She sat on the floor and burst into tears. She had almost no friends and she argued with the guy who wanted to help her! (She condemned herself again and again) 15 minutes passed like that. The girl tried to stand up and took a deep breath. It was hard but she managed to put herself together. Now she felt better. Ok, when Sam comes back, she will hear that. Loona closed the curtains on the main window in living room and told some strange words. A lot of sparkles appeared, her body started shining and she became taller. She took her Hellhound form to heal her wounds faster. By the way Loona looked more beautiful than most of female hellhounds in Hell, but because of her shyness she couldn't understand that.
After her transformation completed, she started licking her wound, it was such a painful action, that she even whined quietly. However it wasn't as painful as her soul ached. After 10 minutes she felt better, the wound would heal faster.
Now she had another "mission": to explore Sam's house.
It was quite hard to walk as her hip was injured still.
First of all she moved to the bathroom: a toilet and bathtub, and a sink, of course. The kitchen was compact, with all modern appliances. A lack of food explained Loona, that Sam gone for food products. Sam... (Heavy weight of guilt fell on her shoulders again)
What about his own room? Curiousity took the high. She moved to Railor's room directly even skipping the living room. (It's unfair I think, because the living room was interesting as well: a Big TV on the wall, a comfortable sofa, which was Loona's at that time. A huge stained glass with a sliding door to the backyard. The living room was really cozy both for guests and Sam himself. But she wasn't too interested in the living room, as Sam's room must have been more interesting to her.
Without losing a minute, she pushed the door.