#( muse interaction: sam ft. avery )

[awalkoflife]

cont. from (x) with avery / @redemptioninterlude.

returning to woodsboro awakened NEW NIGHTMARES.

it resurfaced old ones too. truths sam tried to run away from. as though she might be able to protect her mother and her sister. losing your identity was one thing. losing your family was something else entirely. escaping to los angeles as a teenager, she attempted to reinvent herself. to forget her origin story. to purge it from existence. if she were able to become someone new, sam carpenter could die. that way, billy loomis would have NO LEGACY to leave behind. a cycle of drugs and sex and alcohol soon began. endless partying that led her to avery. an angel in the midst of so much fucking ugliness.

sam can't pinpoint the precise moment she started to feel like family. maybe it was instantaneous. residing in her from the moment they met. looking at avery, in all of her glittering glory that first night, strangely... it felt like coming home to herself. in more ways than she could begin to explain to her. avery was like the true, steady foundation she needed to REBUILD HERSELF. even now, here, in this godforsaken town, she remains by her side. in the place that haunts her, where sam's fears are real and present, she stays. the unfun roadtrip with richie. how could she begin to explain to her best friend that she was more of a comfort than her boyfriend could ever be? mostly, it just felt unfair. she wanted so much more than what she could ask of her. and yet, when she pulls the sheets around them both and climbs into bed with her, sam feels safe. perhaps for the first time since they arrived. she's drowsy and exhausted and maybe a little delirious, but when she reaches for her, she makes sure not to let go.

"i have you."

the words echo in her ears, avery's arms acting as a safety blanket when she wraps them around sam's upper body. in response, she latches on tight, her own arms snaking around avery's hips, a shaky exhale leaving her as she presses her head lightly against her chest. "you're NOT SAFE here." sam utters, circling her fingertips gently over her tanned skin, subsequently pulling her closer. "i can't be responsible if anything happens to you, ave... i won't." she was too important. too cherished. "this is just the beginning --- look at tara." who's is it gonna be next? she's too wired right now to fully consider it. and sure, they were all involved now, but it wasn't too late for avery to get the hell out. "tomorrow, i want you to go back to L.A." she pleads, her breath brushing against avery's neck, "now that we know a fucking ghostface is behind this, you can't be here, okay? you just can't."

[awalkoflife]

she was so sure that she'd met avery at precisely the right moment in time. a cosmic intervention, intertwined with a million glittering stars. her. were twin flames a real thing? sam had no idea. she didn't believe in astrology or in fate. 'make your own destiny' is what she promised herself after tara's near miss at death. she wanted to live a meaningful life with her little sister and their friends. the question remained, could she? a fucked up psychosis inheritance from her serial killer father meant that it was a daily struggle. the ghostface attacks proved to her that she was built differently, but made of the same foundations. what she chose to do with that information was up to her.

it's what prompted therapy. that, and the newfound female friendship avery gifted her. samantha refused to live the same life that her father had before her. so she did what she was supposed to do. she confronted her fears. her past. she stopped medicating. what she learned, was that avery was a better therapist than any professional could ever hope to be. the woman gave her a new lease of life. one she would be forever grateful for. what sam gave her in return was a horror story. another onslaught of ghostface attacks prompted by her own cursed history and richie's deranged family.

if she could re-write avery's fate, she would have. even at her own expense. her own healing journey. if it meant never having met her, sam would make that sacrifice because she didn't deserve to play a part in any of it. avery serrano was bold and brilliant and so fucking beautiful that sometimes sam wondered what the hell she was doing spending her time with her at all. she was the opposite of her in every way but one. she was a survivor. take away all of the glam, the high heels and the jewels, the lipstick and the lingerie and what's left? one hell of a fighter.

watching her lose herself in her art is pure escapism, a distraction from the incessant worrying that's been plaguing her lately. "are you talking about gale?" she hadn't seen her in months, but maybe avery knew something she didn't. "i'm not actually sure she's even in town?" reporters still followed sam around, that much was true. still tried to pick her apart and showcase her to be something she wasn't. avery handled the press way better, whether or not it chipped at her mentally was a different story though. "tara already took care of that." she smiles at the memory, glancing down at the cell phone in her hand. she called her little sister an hour ago, left a voicemail that went unanswered. the likelihood is that she's safe and yet, the niggle in her brain won't let her relax. "have you heard from her today?"

@awalkoflife - samantha gets a new follower starter !

it's almost a CLASSIC STORY. how she and sam meet each other when they're 18, the both of them, chasing dreams or running away from something. what's new. welcome to teenaged angst, she tells her dryly, as they share a lick of greasy food from a plate that avery's ordered after they've gotten too drunk at the club that they meet at. neither of them should be there, but they are. hardly another surprise, really... there's a certain scrappy persistence to girls like them, made out of the wilds. or the less so in her case, having no tragic backstory to weigh down at the corners of her, no american nightmare pinning itself within her closets, no.

no, no, avery's just here for a good time with the right people. and maybe for them there's an element of right time, right place, but who really cared for circumstance? none of that really holds avery's attention the same way as the experience itself, and who could ever say that they were bored around SAMANTHA CARPENTER? and sure. there's things said, accusations slung, from back home moments where they go back, together, with sam to show of what hometown heroes could look like.

and, well... what happens there is less a road trip memory and more nightmare fuel than anything, but what's a clever girl to do, but SURVIVE? but to be thankful for the fact that they managed to have each other's back, despite the way the odds stack up. and who knew? that they'd meet enough people then to make the whole thing feel just right, despite the initial concern that seeped through them all. avery, the stranger, samantha, the legacy. they made a hell of a killer team, didn't they? and thankfully, not for all the wrong reasons.

but when there's a moment of peace? nobody could ever accuse either of them of not knowing when to take a break, as avery served up a drink as she bent over a canvas, still dressed in splattered clothes as she drew over the front of a piece she'd been working on, her temporarily clean hands made for filth again. "don't tell me that CRAZY REPORTER WOMAN is hanging around again. pero, i take that back. are you going to hit her this time?" a laugh bubbling up, as she paused to pull from a cigarette, her best vibe with messy hands when she was too afraid to touch a glass and ruin it. "i swear, i'd pay to see that."

- @awalkoflife

[vikteres]

⸤ 🩸 ⸣ ⸻ 𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔, an independent and private multimuse ft original and canon characters from different medias. dark themes will appear, proceed with caution. by kiki, she + her, twenty8+. activity is permanently sporadic to low. this is a sideblog.

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originals.

alessandro de luca, vampire, taylor zakhar perez, primary.

amarande floresca, pureblood vampire, gemma arterton, primary.

aspasia, the dark urge / seldarine drow druid, tbd, primary.

aspyn verona, hunter, bruna marquezine, secondary.

aurora provenza, black market doctor, danielle rose russell, priority.

booker darcy, hunter / half demon, chris evans, primary.

briar kesta, reincarnation of aphrodite, holliday grainger, primary.

callan wisteria, private investigator, jacob elordi, primary.

cassiopeia claremont, reincarnation of the goddess of the stars, claire holt, primary.

christian byrne, hunter, ethan peck, secondary.

eris floresca, pureblood vampire, crystal reed, primary.

fern roque, serial killer of abusive men, sofia carson, secondary.

julieta cardenas, ghost hunter / streamer, lizeth selene, secondary.

luminita, gifted vampire, demet özdemir, secondary.

magdalena primrose, mortician / exorcist, alexandra daddario, primary.

mi-cha yeong, storm chaser, kim ji-won, tertiary.

mikhail floresca, pureblood vampire, douglas booth, primary.

naizak, archangel oc, kim jae-wook, tertiary.

nimue, ancient forest witch / shapeshifter, megan fox, primary.

opal undergrove, witch, yaya dacosta, secondary.

rhysand eoin ó cuilinn, vampire, chace crawford, primary.

river mihal, werewolf, eleanor tomlinson, priority.

severina, white eyed demon oc, adria arjona, secondary.

sila prakenskii, mobster, tor thanapob, priority.

varina leucothea, siren princess, dakota johnson, primary.

canons.

caius, twilight, regé-jean page, secondary.

connor, dbh, bryan dechart, test.

damon salvatore, tvdu, giancarlo commare, secondary.

edward cullen, twilight, robert pattinson, secondary.

emmett cullen, twilight, michael evans behling, primary.

esme cullen, twilight, rachel weisz, secondary.

isabella swan, twilight, antonia gentry, primary.

jack ryan, bioshock, jensen ackles, test.

lara croft, tomb raider, yaya sperbund, primary.

sam winchester, supernatural, jared padalecki, primary.

silas, tvdu, paul wesley, test.

stefan salvatore, tvdu, paul wesley, secondary.

subject delta, bioshock 2, mads mikkelsen, test.

tom avery, tvdu, paul wesley, test.