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Summer of the Broken part 9

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Creative Created on 7-19-09 Views(243) Story Rating PG13

 


 


I hated being sick. It felt like this was karma for going to the party without Sam's consent or knowledge. The worst part was that Brooke felt the need to look after me. There was no way in hell that I trusted her and that meant the medicine she gave me ended up going in the trash. Jane tried to help too but she didn't know what exactly was wrong with me. With her old fashioned ways of curing a sick person, it made me feel even worse. Simply, I had requested to be alone. This killed Sam. I knew how bad he wanted to be there with me doing whatever it was he could to make me feel better. I just didn't want him to see me like this again. I remembered how he was when I almost drown last year.

 

 

On the third day of being sick, I felt a little better. Against everyone's wishes, I decided to get out of bed and do something productive. Jane was out and Sam had to go restock some supplies for the shed. Which left me with Brooke. She didn't know I was out of bed either. My curiousity took over me when I snuck to the room where she was staying. There weren't any noises so I assumed she was either asleep or out too. That was, until I heard her over the phone.

 


"Give me another week and I'll convince her. She doesn't trust me yet but I'll get to her. It's that old hag that's keeping an eye out for her. She's going to take a little more convincing. I don't know George. Just don't call here again. I'll call you when it's a done deal."

 

 

I heard the sound that must've been the phone being put back on the receiver. It took me a minute to realize I was actually awake and not having a nightmare. She had just said my father's name which meant she was talking to him. 

 

On the third day of being sick, I felt a little better. Against everyone's wishes, I decided to get out of bed and do something productive. Jane was out and Sam had to go restock some supplies for the shed. Which left me with Brooke. She didn't know I was out of bed either. My curiousity took over me when I snuck to the room where she was staying. There weren't any noises so I assumed she was either asleep or out too. That was, until I heard her over the phone.

 


"Give me another week and I'll convince her. She doesn't trust me yet but I'll get to her. It's that old hag that's keeping an eye out for her. She's going to take a little more convincing. I don't know George. Just don't call here again. I'll call you when it's a done deal."

 

 

I heard the sound that must've been the phone being put back on the receiver. It took me a minute to realize I was actually awake and not having a nightmare. She had just said my father's name which meant she was talking to him. 

 

 

 

Not really realizing what I was doing, I burst through the door to meet her surprised expression. Obviously, she didn't know that I had overheard.

 

 

 

 

"I knew you were up to no good."I gritted my teeth."Just like always the worm eats it's way through the apple."

 

"Oh don't act all innocent with me."she spat."You sit there on your high horse and think you're better than me."

 

"Wrong! I know I'm better than you. I also know that you have five seconds to leave or.."

 

"Or what, you'll call the cops?"she laughed."What will you tell them? Oh I think I have plenty to tell them myself. My daughter is being taken advantage of by an overage man."

 

"Really Brooke? Now you'd say something like that. Go ahead, they won't believe you."

 

I honestly was beyond afraid that was exactly what she would do.

"I'll tell them you're pregnant. Although, I'm not really sure if that's a lie or not."

"Fuck you!"

She must've thought of something when she smiled so evil. She walked toward me and I backed up until I was blocked by the wall. Thinking I had only one other option, I thrust my fist at her. In an instant she grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back.

 

"Don't forget who taught you this."she panted while trying to pin me down."You're not going to do a thing and I'll tell you why. There are so many different alternatives for me to choose from. Let's see..."

 

She began using an upset voice."Officer, my daughter is really sick. The reason she's sick is because she has been taken advantage of by an older man. She's underage."

 

Yes. She had me. I couldn't talk myself out of this no matter how hard I tried. There was no way in this galaxy that I would ever put Sam in harms way.

 

"Should I continue? I'm sure I can think of so many other stories."

 

"Let go of my arm!"I cried. It felt as though it were coming out of it's socket."I'll do whatever you want."

 

"Good girl."she let go of my arm and waited for me to stand up."You're going to get in contact with social services and tell them you made the whole story up about your father. You're going to say you lied to avoid getting into trouble."

 

"You're a sick fucking freak!"I cried out in pain as I clutched my arm. It had to have been more than sprained."I will NEVER say that."

 

"It's your call."she picked up the phone and began dialing."What will they think of my poor, poor daughter?"

 

"Wait."I stood up."Okay I'll do it."

 

"I knew you were a smart one somewhere behind that ugly image. Now go clean up before the hicks get back."

 

"Why are you doing this for him anyway? You hate him?"I asked but then I found the answer at the back of my head."You greedy bitch."I said before leaving back to my room.

 

There was something definitely wrong with my arm. It didn't feel like a normal sprain. Any time I tried to move it, it would make a strange noise and make me feel even more nauseous than I was before.

 

 

 

"Hey beautiful."Sam said as he and Jane came into the kitchen."I got you some nyquil."he came and kissed my forehead.

 

I tried to smile but I couldn't move my mouth. I was so sad, upset, and sick all at the same time. I didn't dare look at Sam or Jane.

 

He was suddenly very tense. Both him and Jane looked to my mother and then back at me. I hadn't realized I was holding my arm to support it.

 

"I fell down the stairs."I said flatly."I was going down to get some food and fell. Brooke was going to call you but I told her not to. She helped me downstairs to make me some food to make me feel better."

 

Sam eyed my mother more intensely before lifting me into his arms and carrying me out to his car. I could hear Brooke's reassurance of my condition to Jane as we walked outside. When we reached his car he opened the door, put me in and hesitated.

 

"I know how evil that woman is."he said while looking into my eyes."Whatever she has concocted won't work. I want you to tell me the truth. I want you to tell me what happend to your arm."

 

"I fell down the stairs."I said instantly."Like I said the first time."

 

"You're lying."

 

"No I'm not I'm just in pain if you haven't noticed. I think it's out of it's socket or something."

 

He examined it for a second before knodding. He looked into my eyes as though something bad was about to happen.

 

"I want you to stare into my eyes."he began."And no matter what happens, you can't move. Okay?"

 

I knew what was coming too and so I nodded and closed my eyes. He maneuvered his arms around mine and with a sudden tug, I screamed at the top of my lungs.

 

"Look at me Becca."he pleaded."It's okay now. It's back in place."

 

I couldn't even talk back to him because I was crying too bad. The pain was just too unbearable. I hated that I had to be sick and then had to have my arm put back into it's socket. It was almost like I was destined to be in pain for the rest of my life.

 

"Shh."Sam whispered into my hair.

 

He had carried me upstairs to my room and layed with me. And even though I had flinched away from him before, I had gotten over it somehow. Plus, Jane had gotten into her 'stash' as Sam called it and gotten me a pain reliever. I was glad that I could no longer feel the longing pain that was embedded in my mind. The only thing was that my stomach continued to hurt. And with Sam feeling bad for hurting me, I knew I couldn't burden him anymore with anything else I was suffering with.

 

"Sam,"I began.

 

I wanted to tell him so badly about Brooke. I knew he could help me and get me out of this situation. Then again, I knew there was a chance he could get into serious trouble.

 

"Yes baby?"

 

I had started to get used to him calling me that. It actually sounded kind of nice.

 

"I....I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've ever done for me. No one has ever done as much as you have."

 

"You're welcome."he said sternly."But I know there's something you're not telling me. It's only going to get worse the longer you wait to tell me."

 

"I'm tired. Goodnight, I love you."I sighed and closed my eyes.

 

 

 

 


"Soooooo.....here comes the dramatics lol. I hope you are liking it still. I'm sorry I'm still feeling sick and if there are mistakes I apologize. Comment and enjoy..."

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On July 22nd 2009 chickity95 Said: 
chickity95 Its really good! keep writing! =]
On July 20th 2009 elainalovelyy Said: 
elainalovelyy Uh-oh! I love ittt!
On July 19th 2009 erickagere Said: 
erickagere So I noticed there are duplicate paragraphs. I tried to go back and delete them but it won't let me so I'm sorry. If you could just skip down a little that would be awesome. Thanks lovelies.
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