Memories ch. 17

"Tyler didn’t say anything like that now did you Tyler?"

"Im not getting into this, why don’t we go to the arcade?" Tyler said trying to change the subject.

"Im just going to walk home"

"Im going to go with Sam"

"Okay, then I’ll go to the arcade by myself, see you two later, bye"

"Bye" we both said at the same time.

After Tyler left, I started to walk away. Richey of course followed behind and grabbed my arm. I tried to pull away but he wasn’t going to let go that easy.

"Let go"

"Stop walking so fast." He still didn’t let go. I tried to pull away one more time but he still wouldn’t let go. Then I started to slow down a little bit.

"Fine, now let go of me"

"How do I know your not going to run away?" He said smiling and still holding my arm.

"That’s not my problem" I said getting really annoyed.

"Yea it is, if I don’t know, I won’t let go"

I was silent for a while but kept walking and he kept holding on to my arm. I started to think of hitting him and then run to my mom’s best friends house and sleep there for the night. I would finish packing my bags the next morning and in the afternoon I would leave with Abby and dad to Hawaii on the 6 o clock flight. While I started to think more, my arm was being squeezed by Richey’s hand and it really hurt.

"Why are you being so quiet, say something," he was starting to get mad.

"Something"

"O, you no I didn’t mean that, he squeezed my arm really tight"

"Ow, stop, stop"

He squeezed harder and harder. I started to cry. I kicked him between the legs and he let go and started to scream. I tried not to pay attention to what he was saying. I ran all the way to Wild Street, and searched for house 204. When I found it I started to pound on the door with my fist. Finally Miss Ann opened the door and looked at me in surprise. It’s been a while since I saw her and I missed her.

"Sam!" she screamed in surprise and she gave me a big hug. She always treated me like a daughter that she never had. Her first name was Jodi and she always told me to call her Jodi but I never called her that. I always went to her when I needed someone to listen to me about my unhappiness.

"Hi Miss Ann" I said still crying.

"Why are you crying Sam?" she asked worried.

I told her the whole thing since the beach and about going to Hawaii tomorrow and about Richey. She just nodded and hugged me while I continued to cry. She gave me advice and told me not to worry about it and that it would be all better. I asked her if I could stay with her for the night and just like I thought, she said no problem and fixed up a bed for me to sleep in. I admired her so much. I wanted to grow up to be just like her. Everyone liked her, she was friendly, caring, and she always made you feel better. She had the best things to say. She wasn’t even very old. She was 31.

That night I couldn’t sleep and I hadn’t called my dad to tell him where I was. So, I decided to call him and to let him know so he didn’t worry. I took out my phone and called him. After he knew and said goodnight, I hung up and called Abby.