Sam

"I am going to fight for her again, Sam". Sam can hear determination in his brother's voice. Sam, who is now on tour with his bandmates, is talking to his brother; it's been a long time since they talked to each other. "Are you sure, brother? It's been seven years, you know, and you can't just." "She is my mate, Sam, my true mate, and I want her, and I hope you also realize your mistake soon." Sam didn't say anything, and he just cut the call; he doesn't like to talk about Monika. Not after what Sam did to her. Sam shook his head and sat on the sofa. He still had half an hour before the concert started. He smiles and remembers his first meeting with Monika. Flashback:- Sam POV:- If you've never felt like a ticking time bomb, it's unlikely that you'll be able to relate to any of my nonsense. If you never felt like you were about to get caught in the eye of a storm, the motherfucking storm being something made up only in your sick mind, then you won't get it either. Call me over-dramatic