I'm innocent.

Samuel Hendry Twenty Eight Cinema Employee Imprisoned for 11 years for a crime he did not commit. "Yeah, uh…. I’ve only just got back to town. I don’t know anything about that."

[s-amuelhendry]

No one had told him that she had woken up, of course they hadn’t. He had also been trying his hardest to stop looking up news reports of the case, finding it too difficult to be near her family while also reading every horrible thing they had ever said about him. So Sam didn’t know. Sam didn’t know that Eleanor was awake. And he certainly wasn’t prepared to see her casually strolling through the park towards him.

A cyclist knocked into him with their handlebars, causing him to trip on to the grass and almost crashing themselves as they struggled to steady the bike- somehow still managing to curse at him. “Fuck…” He muttered, hand on his side where the handlebars had hit him. The pain could wait though, he had to confirm what he had seen. Sam’s eyes lifted to the girl that was gradually moving closer and he slowly tried to sit up. Was it really her? Did she really wake up? “Elle?”

@prxttyliars​

[s-amuelhendry]

felicity-klein​:

Felicity paused, feeling a bit hopeful when she got a reply from the other side. “Y-yes…. Sam.” Sam, okay. She remembered Sam. “Y-yeah..” What was it again? She struggled to try and steady her breaths, feeling completely panicked at being stuck. “Th-things I can see.. hear… and feel.”

“Good. You’re doing great. Taste and smell too, yeah?” Sam cleared the barricade at the door as quickly as he could and eventually got the door opened. “Hey, buddy. How you doing?” He tried his best to lighten the mood, holding out a hand to her, smiling softly.

[s-amuelhendry]

caraxcooke​:

“I wouldn’t say miserable,” she teased a bit as she stood next to him, “More…uncomfortable. I take it parties aren’t really your scene.”

~

Sam laughed a little, “No, but I don’t think anywhere is really my scene.” Hesitantly, he indicated that she could sit with him. “What about you? Surely you’re not at this party alone?”

[felicity-klein]

@secretsummerstarters​ // “No… no, no, no…” Felicity banged on the door, ready to burst into tears because she was trapped in here. “Open the door, open the door!”

[s-amuelhendry]

“Fliss?” Sam’s brow furrowed when he heard her voice coming from behind a door. “Is that you in there?”  It looked like someone had deliberately blocked the door. “Hold on, I’ll get you out, but deep breaths, okay? It’s Sam. You remember what I taught you?”

[s-amuelhendry]

jess--marshall​:

“I’d hope so, otherwise you’d be pretty boring.’ Jess teased, letting out a small smile.  “You’re welcome.”  She looked over at him before reaching for her drink and taking a sip. “We did. I’m Jessica Marshall, but you might remember my…” She paused, clearing her throat. “My step brother, Andrew Bates.” Andrew had always been more popular than her.

~

Sam smiled, attempting to hide it behind his bottle as he took another drink. This was nice... being around someone who was happy to forget about the last eleven years. It almost felt normal; not that he knew what that looked like anymore. “Sam Hendry.” Though she probably knew that. “Name sounds familiar, but I only really remember the people I was actually friends with.” He shrugged and added, “And the people from the newspapers.”

[caraxcooke]

@s-amuelhendry​

Normally Cara would be working, considering that this was one of the busiest work days of the entire year, but for whatever fortunate reason, she had it off and it was at the New Years party, slowly sipping on a beer. She was just swaying to the music, glancing around the party until she spotted Sam hanging out. Walking up to him, she greeted, “You look like you could use a little company.”

[s-amuelhendry]

It was a strange feeling... being at a New Years party. This was the first one he had been to since his arrest and it almost didn’t feel real that he was going into another year and wouldn’t be in prison. Sam knew he probably wasn’t the most welcome attendee, but he kept to himself and drank his beer, lost in his own thoughts. Hearing her voice, Sam’s attention shifted and he smiled a little. “Yeah? Do I look that miserable?”

[s-amuelhendry]

jess--marshall​:

“That was your first mistake.” Jess teased, giving him a small smile.  “You should know that whenever you are with me, it’s always about me.” She looked at him when he thanked her for sitting with him and she gave him a genuine smile.  “You don’t have to thank me for that.”

~

“Won’t be my last, I’m sure.” Sam’s brows raised for a moment, almost tempted to roll his eyes, but he refrained. After Annie and her squad, he didn’t really care for people’s arrogance, but he was also not going to assume anything about someone that could potentially be a friend. “Good to know.” He laughed, “Well, thanks for the drink then. Did we go to school together?” Would she be insulted by him not recognising her?

[s-amuelhendry]

felicity-klein​:

“Yeah?” She bit her lip, twisting her hair anxiously around her finger. She always felt so alone in it. “Yeah, um… that seems like a good idea.” Felicity said, thinking that her therapist would probably suggest something similar. “I don’t think it’s ever going to go away.” She sighed, not sure if she was talking to him or just herself.

Sam nodded, smiling a little. “Mine haven’t.” He admitted, “Better to learn how to deal with them, than try to get rid of them. Not sure they’ll ever stop, but I can still do something to manage them.” He shrugged, looking down at his feet for a minute. “Do you want me to leave?”

[tara-everxtt]

“Unless you want to talk to someone who has pretty much fucked up everything in her life, you might want to find someone else to drink with,” Tara offered, turning back to look at drink.

@secretsummerstarters​

[s-amuelhendry]

Sam released a small laugh as he stared into his own drink. “Better to fuck up everything in your own life than have someone else fuck up your life and give you no choice in it.” He lifted his glass to her, “Cheers.”

[s-amuelhendry]

felicity-klein​:

Felicity nodded as she looked back up at him, focusing on breathing evenly. She hated that she was like this but she’d never known anything different and just being out in the world was overwhelming… she’d never known it and she couldn’t make sense of life. “All the time.” She told him with a sigh.

“I used to get them a lot too.” Getting out of prison had definitely decreased their frequency, but he still felt them coming on sometimes. “You should keep a diary of all the things that trigger them and maybe that’ll help you catch them before they become a full blown attack.”

[s-amuelhendry]

leahxwinters​:

“You do make a good point on that.” She told him before hearing his question. “ Yes, she was my daughter.” Leah said as she was looking at her headstone. She had been feeling guilty about not being there to save her. 

“I’m sorry...” So many people had died in this town, but the fact that she was younger than he was felt wrong. Too many Baberton parents had buried their kids. “This town is so messed up.” He was mostly talking to himself.

[s-amuelhendry]

jess--marshall​:

Jess rolled her eyes.  She understood why he was having a pity party but she wasn’t in the mood for it.  “It’s because I get judged for sitting here and having a drink by myself more than I would for having a drink with a convicted criminal.” She admitted.

“Oh.” He made a face, but genuinely laughed. “And here I thought this was going to be about me.” Sam looked around the room, quite confused that she would ever find herself so alone that she would settle for sitting with him, but he wasn’t going to complain. “Well, thank you anyway. Glad I don’t have to drink alone now too.”

[s-amuelhendry]

felicity-klein​:

She nodded, looking at him in a little bit of surprise. She was used to feeling ridiculous when this happened but he made her feel better about it. “Felicity.” She replied, smiling a little, not even noticing his brief pause really.

She was still smiling; did she not know who he was? Sam wasn’t stupid or hopeful enough to think that maybe he would be able to have a normal life ever again, but it was nice to not be looked at like he was murderous trash. “You get panic attacks a lot?” 

[s-amuelhendry]

thesashamiller​:

Sasha looked up at him in slight surprise since she hadn’t been expecting anything else from him, especially not a mention of Annie fucking Pierce. Still, she shrugged. Then nodded. “Yeah. I did.”

A slight smile tugged at one corner of his lips. “Good.” Sam stepped back inside, closing the door as he did. “See you around, Sasha.”

[s-amuelhendry]

peyton--ford​:

Peyton shrugged. She didn’t really notice. She moved to sit at the kitchen table like he said, glancing round every so often because she was mostly embarrassed at being here in the first place. “Thanks.. by the way.”

Sam returned with stuff to clean and support her hand and shrugged one shoulder. “No problem.” He poured some antiseptic on to a cotton pad and gently cleaned her knuckles. “I’ve punched enough walls to know it sucks trying to bandage your hand yourself.” 

[s-amuelhendry]

paisley--lane​:

“Coffee you got it.” Paisley smiled over at him for a moment. Getting him a refill on his coffee. “What are you reading? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Thanks.” He smiled, starting to turn back to his book when she spoke again. “Um... It’s called A Long Way to a Small Angry Planet.” Sam lifted the book so she could see the cover. It took him longer than it probably should have to realise who she was. Back before he went to jail, Sam had been really good friends with her cousin, Penny. He was sure her name was Paisley, but he didn’t want to ask.

[s-amuelhendry]

leahxwinters​:

She nodded her head and went back to looking at her daughter’s headstone, “ Sorry. I just didn’t think anyone would be here right now. I didn’t mean to sound so, bitchy.” Leah told him before letting out a sigh, “ I guess I should have expected someone visiting here anyways, but I was in my own world.” 

“Ah, it’s whatever.” Sam brushed it off, his eyes following hers to the headstone. Bella Winters. Sam had read about her murder in the newspaper archives when he was catching up on what happened in town. She was only a couple of years younger than him. “It’s fine. Honestly. Worse things have happened in this town.” He looked back to her. He was struggling to remember a lot of people but he had vague memories. “You’re Bella’s mum, right?”