Sienna}} better when the sun goes down

[rachel marie sand]

OUTFIT

Rachel didn't have much money, so breakfast never happened and since you couldn't hunt in the woods of this godforsaken town, she had to come up with the cash for lunch. She went into the bakery and bought a bottle of water and a turkey club sandwich. Simple and cheap. It wasn't so much that she was dirt poor so much as she'd rather spend the money on things that mattered.

Rachel sat down at a small table in the window too eat, no point in sitting alone in her trailer when she could just eat here. Much easier.

[siena elizabeth montgomery]

O U T F I T

Siena was sick and tired of hiding from everything. Running from everything. The soft sweet girl she'd once been was long gone now. In her place stood a strong and distant girl that didn't need anyone, well, except one person. Even though he'd cheated on her, broke her heart, broke her spirit, she was still in love with Jack Sinclair. He'd saved her from her abusive ex-boyfriend. Saved her from herself really. Still, she couldnt and wouldnt go back to that man.

Siena walked into the bakery and kept her sunglasses on, covering up a badly bruised eye. Still you could see the bruises on her arms, and a ghastly cut lip. There wasn't much she could do to cover those up. It was hot outside so long sleeves were not an option at that time. Seeing peoples' reactions reminded her that she let herself get the crap beat out of her. Maybe if she'd fought back harder it wouldnt have happened.

[rachel marie sand]

Rachel sat and ate her sandwich silently as a younger girl walked in. Sunglasses on and bruises on her arms and a cut lip. She'd been in a fight. Her first thought was abuse. Well that sucked... guys shouldn't beat girls. Then she thought of Sampson, and well, if this was his ex, maybe she did deserve it, just like Rachel had told him. Honestly, if a woman wasn't gonna fight back, or couldn't handle a man when he got angry, then she shouldn't be with him. Bad things happen when you date people that you can't reach a compromise with, or win a fight with. It just wasn't safe.

But then again, the girl was shrimp, and no guarantee this was his Sienna. Not like it mattered to Rachel. She liked Sam, and she was only passing through, like always.

[siena elizabeth montgomery]

Siena knew the girl behind the counter fairly well. And the look on her face when she saw Siena, she just knew the girl was going to break out into a scene.

"Siena!" Coco yelled and rushed out from behind the counter. "What the fuck happened to you?!" She exclaimed and ushered Siena to a seat near a blonde girl. Siena didn't know the girl she didn't care much if she heard.

"You know Kendall kicked me out. I stayed with Sam. Things got out of hand." She said shaking her head.

"Siena, you're a Montgomery. You pretty much own the police station. Have him put on death row!" Coco exclaimed, being overdramatic. It made Siena smile.

"He's got his own personal cell, it'd be like home to him." She said with a small laugh. "I didn't fight back much. I didn't want to hurt him. I still love him." She said and put her face into her hands. She wasn't in love with Sam, but she did love him. She'd swore to herself she'd never go back to him and she wasn't going to. After all the times she'd bailed his ass out of jail and saved him from being sentenced to anything long term, he beat her up. It was an odd thing. Siena had done so much for him and all he gave her were bruises, cut, and tears.

After some more over dramatic solutions to what Coco called the "beater problem" she got Siena a green tea and salad before heading back to work, leaving Siena aone finally.

[rachel marie sand]

Rachel of course overheard the exchange, everyone there did. Not that too many people were in the bakery at the moment. So this shrimp was Sienna, a rich kid too. That probably met Sampson was rich and way out of Rachel's league. She made a note not to reference her trailer to him, the girl had some pride. Too much maybe, given that she was someone's definition of white trash.

Siena looked young, high school young. Barely a woman, if you asked Rachel. No way she could handle a man like Sam. Not that rachel even knew him that well, but she learned how to read people. You had too when you didn't live anyplace for too long.

You also learned to stay out of other people's business.