Chapter two, did any of you remember who Berry was from the television series. One more thing, I'm on Sam's side on this one, but if for some reason you get a little frustrated at him that's what I'm intending.
I was sitting on the couch with Jack when Sam ran past me, heading up stairs with his head down. I frowned, one: what was Sam doing home this early in the first place and Two: why was he hiding?
"Sam were not done!" Mom called to him as he vanished from sight.
"Whats wrong?" I asked. She frowned.
"Sam got into a fight at school today. Busted his eye and his lip," She frowned, heading up stairs.
"Mom wait," I said stopping her. "Take Jack, I'll go take care of him," I asked. She sighed, and took the baby from my arms. Danny was in our room trying to get Emma down for a nap.
I crept up the stairs, pushing open the bathroom door. I winced at the sight of Sam's face.
"Got ya good little brother," I commented, coming in and turning his face toward me.
He shrugged, keeping his eyes on the floor.
"Sam, ya wanna tell me why you were fighting in the first place," I asked. He scoffed.
"Like anyone even cares to hear my side of it, I got suspended for three days and the other guys got off scott free just because I was winning.. that doesn't even make sense," He said clearly aggravated.
"That doesn't answer my question," I smirked, grabbing a wash cloth and wetting it in the sink.
"They were messing up this other kid, so I helped him," He sighed, taking the rag and holding it to his lip. I frowned, knowing he wasn't telling me the whole story.
"You tell mom that," I asked, remembering how mad mom looked.
"Doesn't matter! It never matters what I do," He said, eyes locking with mine.
"Sam calm-," I started.
"No! I'm not going to calm down. I was in the right! OK, he deserved what he got," He snapped, shoving past me, I listened to his bed room door slam. I wonder, how screwed up could things get in five months?
I slammed my door behind me, kicking my soccer ball against the wall. I groaned, before collapsing into my bed. I screamed a few choice curse words into my pillow, before taking a breath. What the heck was happening to me, why was all thing crap changing, not that I didn't love everyone. Danny and the twins, Cas and Gabriel.. most times. Dad.. and I'm sure his new girlfriends.. nice.
I rolled over and reached under the covers, snatching my notebook from where I felt it this morning. I opened it up and wrote down today's events, along with the foster care system I was going to take a look into better public schools as well.
My phone buzzed, I grabbed it and looked at the screen.
Gen: Hey Sammy.
Sam: Hey.. where were you today?
Gen: Doctors appointment, sorry I forgot to tell you. You OK?
Sam: I'm suspended for three days...
Gen: What! Why?
Sam: Two words, Jake Colman.
Gen: That jerk!
Sam: I have to go, writing down the evidence.
Gen: Alright cool, want me to come over later?
Sam: Maybe tomorrow, after my parents have time to chill.
Gen: Got ya, later Sam.
Sam:Bye.
I tossed my phone back onto the bed, staring up at my ceiling. I wasn't sure what was going on in my stupid head, but whatever it was prevented anything from making sense.
I listened as John came through the door, then muffled talking. I was in for it, even if John was for my side Mary would make him come talk to me.
I listened as footsteps pounded up the stairs, even if he was walking soft. Then a knock sounded on the door.
"Sam," John asked.
I ignored him, kept staring at the ceiling.
"Alright," He sighed, opening the door, I really need to get a lock, they won't get me one, considering bad things happen whenever where sent to our room.
He stepped inside, eyes looking around. I should have cleaned it, now I'll get two lectures.
"Mary told me you got into a fight today," He said, grabbing my computer chair and pulling it toward the bed. "Wanna tell me what that's about."
"No."
"Come on Sammy, things will go a lot smoother if you'll just talk to me," He said softly.
"Don't call me that," I mumbled. That's Dean's name for me, not John's not Jake's.
He frowned, "Sam your not getting out of this room until you explain to me what happened in that bathroom," He demanded.
"I almost got beat up, and so was this other kid. So I fought back, how is that wrong," I snapped.
John raised an eye brow at me.
"That could be said without the attitude," He warned.
"Screw the attitude, I'm sick of this," I said loudly.
"Sam why do you just keep digging yourself into a deeper hole," He asked.
I huffed, and said nothing else, just stared at the ceiling.
"Your grounded until your suspensions over, for the attitude and not the fighting, and for what you said to Dean earlier," He explained.
"How do you know about that!" I said straitening up.
"Relax, before you go jumping all over Dean, Mary heard you two, he was the one who tried to defend you," He stated, standing up and moving to the door.
"What's going through that head of yours Sam, you act like were all out to get you," John sighed, before leaving me alone.
Maybe I have a reason to be mad, maybe I don't. All I know is I'm sick of being ignored, and sick of it all being my fault.
My thoughts wandered to that kid, I wondered what he thought of the whole deal. Was he thankful, or could I have handled it all better. One thing was for sure I couldn't wait to go back to school, to see Gen and then fix everything with Jake. Things have been going on like this for to long.
