FINALLY!!!!!!! I know, so long, since when, March I think it was, two months, wow, but in my defense, I have been busy, and this chap is NINE pages on Word, and close to 6,000 words, kinda long for me. Anyway, it was also cause life got in the way. Two soccer teams, then I was bumped up to Varsity with a few others when the JV season ended. We just had SOLs, so I was studying, and everything else seemed to be against me, but I woke up today, and said, "I am gunna type this sucked down" and did, arn't you happy? now, I wont delay anymore, READ!\/
"I cant believe we're in Middle School" Sara exclaimed as her and Eric walked towards the building on the first day of school. All around her she could hear the gentle buzz and rumble of kids talking as they walked into the school.
"Forget Middle School, I'm in High School now" a voice dripping with fake snootiness said in front of them.
"Hey, Gary" Sara grinned as strong arms pulled her into a hug.
"How was your summer?" Eric asked the older boy.
"Not bad, we went down to San Diego for a few weeks to see family, which meant watching my annoying cousins when the adults went out" Gary told them. "What about you two?" he added.
"My family went to the east coast to see some sights, and family, extremely boring" Eric sighed. "What about you, Sara" he turned to her.
"Stayed in town, went to the beach a bit, but not much, read the books Mrs. P gave me at the end of the school year" she said.
"That's all you ever do during vacation" Eric laughed. Sara just shrugged as they entered the building. The sounds all around her grew louder do to the enclosed space, and more jumbled as the sounds mixed together.
"Did you guys get your schedules?" Gary asked.
"Yeah" Eric replied, accompanied with the sound of rustling paper. "What about you, Sara?"
"I'll get it out when we get to Mrs. Ps room" she told them as they turned a corner.
"What will happen if we don't have any classes together?" Eric asked her.
"We'll still have Mrs. Ps class together" she grinned as they walked into said classroom. Sara took a deep breath to take in the scents of the room as she let the sounds fill her ears.
She could tell that Mrs. Peterson was talking to an unfamiliar adult, most likely the parent of the kid who was clinging onto their leg, bawling, a few feet away as Billy tried to calm the kid down.
"Looks like we have a new kid" Gary whispered.
"Finally" Eric exclaimed, not bothering to be quiet.
"I like having a small class" Sara told him pointedly.
"I just don't like you any more" he instantly replied, pretending to be stuck up. Sara laughed, and hit him with her cane. "That's my point, you can't see, and you still abuse me" he mock whined.
"You're just mad that she can beat you up with her eyes closed" Gary put in and they all laughed.
As they talked Sara noticed that the new kid had stopped crying and was taking deep breaths. A few seconds later the parent said good-bye and left. As the bell rang just then, she heard another person enter the classroom. As the person walked across the floor, Sara heard the familiar tapping of a cane on the hard floor.
"Welcome back everyone" Mrs. Peterson said when the bell stopped ringing.
"Hi, Mrs. Peterson" Eric, Gary, and Sara replied. The new kid kept sniffing, while the kid in the back stayed quiet.
"We have two new students this year, can you introduce your selves, and tell us something about yourselves?" she addressed the two.
"Carly Day" the sniffling girl replied. "I like to swim" she added.
"Superba Kelsi Green" the other new kid replied. She sounded older then Gary, and her voice held more arrogance then any Sara had ever heard before. "But I go by Kelsi, and I should not be here" she finished.
"What grades are you in?" Mrs. Peterson asked, ignoring Kelsi's comment.
"Third" Carly said, her voice stronger.
"Eleventh" Kelsi muttered.
"Now, the rest of you introduce and tell us something about yourself" she addressed the other three.
"I'm Gary, and I help my dad fix the cars in his shop" the oldest boy started.
"I'm Eric and I also like o swim" he grinned.
"I'm Sara, and I like to read" she finished.
"Okay, Billy, can you get Carly ready for the assessment" she asked her son, and he started talking to the youngest girl. "Sara, Kelsi, I have your books" she addressed the other two girls.
"Why do you have our books?" Kelsi asked.
"They are in Braille, so you can read them" the teacher started. "Of course you will have to learn, Sara can teach you."
"Oh no, I am ot being taught to read by a third grader" Kelsi yelled.
"I'm in sixth grade" Sara darkly commented, glaring in the other girls direction.
"I don't care, kid, no body is going to teach me to read again" she growled.
"Fine then, never read again, have someone do everything for you for the rest of your life, I personally don't care" Sara told her, taking a step towards her. As she walked, she felt the carpet end under her feet, and the hard floor began. Kelsi was silent for a few moments as she searched for something to say. "That's what I thought" Sara shot at her, before turning to walk back to Eric and Gary.
"Sara" Mrs. Peterson called a few minutes later. Sara left the boys and walked over to the teacher. When she reached her, Mrs. Peterson handed her a pile of books, and showed her where to sign for them.
"Be nice to her, Sara" she softly chuckled as she handed her a paper with Braille on it.
"Why?" Sara asked.
"She wasn't born blind like you, go was in a car crash just before school ended. She lost her sight because of it, and is still in the process of adjusting" the teacher explained.
"Alright" the girl smiled as she walked back to her friends.
"Lemme see your schedule" Eric said when she reached them. She handed him the sheet of paper Mrs. Peterson had handed her. "That's not funny" he pouted, she laughed and grabbed her backpack. She opened it and felt inside for her schedule. She pulled the paper out and handed it to him.
"Sweet" he exclaimed.
"What?" She asked.
"We have the same classes" he told her. "All of them."
"Sweet" she repeated, "Let me see." He handed her the paper. She ran her hand over the surface. "Gimme the Braille one" she ordered and snatched it from his hand. "English, Social Studies, Math, Lunch, Science, than back here. That's a lot of moving around" she commented.
"You get five minutes between each class to go to the bathroom or your locker" Gary added.
"You ready" Mrs. Peterson asked Sara and Eric just before the bell rang.
"Yup" they both grinned.
"Just stay together, okay?" Billy warned them.
"Of course" they replied as the bell rang. They walked out of the room and fought their way through the halls.
Quickly they found their way to the middle school and their English class.
"Sit anywhere you want" a soft voice said as they entered the room with a crowd of students. Sara could hear a lot of laughing and loud voices. Behind her the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking on the floor caught her attention. "You must be Sara and Eric," the same voice said.
"Yes ma'am" Eric replied, brushing his hand slightly against Saras.
"Good, you can choose your seats" she told them before walking off.
Eric pulled Sara's arm slightly and led her to what appeared to be the far back corner of the classroom. Eric sat down in one of the desks. Sara walked to the desk right behind him, feeling the wall brush her had as she turned to sit down. A few seconds later the bell rang and everyone slowly started talking.
"Welcome everyone, I hope you like you seats, because that's where you will be sitting for the first quarter of the year" the teacher started. Sara could tell by the slight movements around the class that the room was almost full, if not completely. "I am Miss. Barry, and this is English 6, so if you are in the wrong class please leave now" she continued.
Sara heard a few people checking their schedule and sigh in relief.
"When I call your name, please raise your hand and say 'here'" Miss. Barry said, and read off the roll.
"Good, we're all here" she said when she was done. "Did I miss anyone?" she asked, nobody replied so she continued. "Good. Now, I'm going to pass out the class expectations and various information sheets."
The teacher's voice was soon accompanied by the sound of rustling paper and quickly she felt a sheet hit her fingertips as Eric slid it on her desk. Two others soon joined the first paper. Miss. Barry started reading off what Sara guessed was the first paper. Sara just tuned into what she was saying, and ignored the papers.
"Why aren't you reading along?" a boy next to her asked. His voice was light, like he laughed a lot.
"I can't" she shrugged, still facing the front.
"Can't what? Can't read?" she could hear the smirk in his voice.
"No, I can read" she simply countered, turning to face him. He gasped when he saw her eyes, which had paled over the years.
"You're eyes" he stammered.
"What's wrong with my eyes?" she innocently asked.
"N… nothing" he replied.
"Okay then" she shrugged again. "And I can't read along because I'm blind, and it's not in Braille" she grinned and turned back to the front.
Sara and Eric waited until the room was mostly empty before heading to their next class, Social Studies with Mr. Brown. They were at the door when a voice stopped them.
"I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to be rude" the boy who sat near Sara said.
"It's okay, It's not like I was super nice either" she smiled.
"My name is Peter," he said.
"Sara" she replied.
"I'm Eric" the other boy put in. Sara was slightly surprised he had been quiet for so long.
"What do you have next?" Peter asked them.
"Social Studies with Mr. Brown" Sara told him.
"Cool, me too" he exclaimed. "I'll show you how to get there, I know the entire school by heart" he offered.
"Thanks" Sara grinned.
A minute later Peter led them into another crowded classroom.
"Hello Peter" a deep, soothing voice said as they entered.
"Hello Mr. Brown" Peter replied.
"What's you're name?" the teacher asked.
"I'm Eric" Eric replied first, letting Sara know he was addressing them.
"And I'm Sara" she added.
"Of course. Mrs. Peterson told me about you two" Mr. Brown told them. "I had Gary a few year back, good student" he added. "Sit where you want" he said, and they walked to the back of the room.
"How do you know him?" Eric asked Peter.
"He's my neighbor" Peter simply stated.
"Cool" Sara said as the bell rang.
"Okay, remember to find a current event article for tomorrow" Mr. Brown called over the bell as everyone stood to leave.
"Where are you going next?" Peter asked them as the walked out.
"Math with Nowa…Nowakoi" Eric stumbled over the name.
"Nowakowski (A/N Nova-cow-ski)" Peter told him. "I had her first block, it's the class two doors down" he said before walking in the other direction. "See you later" he called over the other students.
"Bye" they called back as they turned to her class.
When they reached the classroom the teacher was standing at the door and handed them a small piece of paper.
"Sit at the table with the number you have" she told everyone as they walked in.
"What number do I have?" Sara quietly asked Eric.
"Three" he replied. "I have seven" he sighed.
"Where's the table?" she asked. He softly touched her arm and led her to an empty seat at her table.
"Are you two together?" a high pitched voice asked after his footsteps faded.
"What?" Sara asked in surprise.
"Are you dating?" another voice asked.
"No" she simply stated.
"Is he your brother?" the first girl asked.
"No, why?" she shot back.
"Cause he led you to your seat" a third girl replied.
"Plus, he's kinda cute" the second one added.
"He is?" she questioned.
"Well, duh, but I've never seen him before" the first one stated. "Are you two new?"
"No" she shook her head.
"But we know almost everyone in our grade" the third voice gasped.
"Well, we must be in that 'Almost' group" she shrugged.
"So why did he led you to your seat?" the second girl pushed.
"So I knew where it was."
"What, are you blind or something?" the third one laughed.
"Yes" Sara smirked.
"Yes you're blind, or yes something?" the first voice asked, Sara could almost laugh at the confusion evident in her voice.
"Yes, I'm blind" she grinned. The three girls stayed quiet.
"Hi, I'm Michelle" a new voice said as the seat right next to Sara scraped against the floor. The voice had a thick drawl to which Sara couldn't place.
"Sara" she replied.
"Renée" the first girl added.
"Alyssa" the second voice put in.
"Jennifer" the final girl finished.
"We've never seen you around, are you new?" Renée asked Michelle.
"Yeah, my family just moved here from Texas" Michelle explained.
"Why did you move?" Sara questioned.
"Our Ranch just lost its biggest milking cow, and a bunch of profit with her. When my dad found a new job to help out, the office moved up here" she explained.
"How do you like it so far?" Alyssa asked.
"It's not bad, but is so much different from our Ranch" she told them.
"Yeah, but we're not a very big town, can't even call us a city" Sara agreed.
"Seems pretty big to me" Michelle told her and the bell rang.
"What class do y'all have next?" Michelle asked as the class slowly drew to a close.
"Lunch" Sara replied.
"We all have English with Miss. Barry" Renée spoke for Jennifer, Alyssa, and herself.
"I have lunch as well, Sara" Michelle said as the bell rang.
"You are dismissed" Mrs. Nowakowski called over the scrapping of the seats. Sara and Michele stayed together as Eric came over.
"Eric, this is Michelle, Michelle, Eric" she introduced them. "Do either of you know where the cafeteria is?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's this way" Michelle answered. Eric lightly tugged the edge of Sara's jeans in the direction the Texan turned.
The walked down the hall until they turned into another room. Chairs were being scrapped across the floor all around her and when it combined with the movement of people walking everywhere the floor vibrated a little. Hundreds of conversations jumbled together to produce one large buzzing. The smell of warm food filled her nose and she could smell the pizzas, hot dogs and fries as they were being prepared. It almost seemed like the warm room was alive.
"Hurry up, find a seat" a strict, deep voice instructed. Eric and Michelle led Sara to a table and sat on either side of her.
"Hey, Sara, Michelle, Eric" Peters voice floated over the noise.
"Hey, Peter" they all replied as he sat down across from Sara.
"Everyone, quiet down" the deep voice boomed. Almost instantly a silence blanketed the room. "Okay, this part of the room will use the line against that wall. This part of the room will use the line in the center, and that part of the room will use the line against that wall" he continued. "You can line up now," he said and everyone instantly stood up and rushed to their respective line.
"Are you buying lunch?" Peter asked the others.
"No" Sara replied, pulling a paper bag from her backpack.
"Me neither" Michelle added. The two boys stood up and walked to the line. "So, you've lived here your whole life?" Michelle asked Sara.
"Yeah, it's no big deal" she shrugged as she pulled out the sandwich her mother had packed for her. "What's Texas like?" she asked, taking a bite. The taste of peanut butter and apple jelly filled her mouth.
"Nice, tended to get hot during the summer, what kills ya is the humidity" Michelle replied.
"You said you lived on a ranch, what was it like?"
"Lots of hard work. We had to wake up to the rooster's crow and feed the animals before school. Then after school we had to help Pa take care of them" she explained as the sound of a paper bag crinkling told Sara she was getting out her own lunch. "What's it like living by the beach?"
"Not bad, it's only a few minutes walk from my house. The sand feels so good against my feet in the morning, but my family doesn't like letting me go alone" she sighed.
"Why not?" Michelle asked.
"They don't want me to accidentally fall in the water" she shrugged.
"Can't swim?"
"No, it's kinda hard to when you can't see, by my brother said he might teach me to swim in a pool."
"You're blind?" the Texan gasped.
"You haven't noticed?" Sara asked, raising her cane a little.
"Well I noticed, but one of my friends from Texas, Nick Stocks, he always has one with him, but just for play. He found it in his attic, used to be his grand-pas" she explained. "I'm sorry."
"It's noting to be sorry about, in fact, I wish less people would notice it and just treat me normally" Sara grinned.
"So, are you seriously blind?"
"From birth" Sara replied.
"What classes have you had so far?" Michelle asked after a few moments of silence.
"English with Miss. Barry, Social Studies with Mr. Brown and Math, I only have science with Mrs. Lant left" she recited.
"Cool, we have science together" Michelle exclaimed.
"Sweet" Sara grinned.
"Wait, you're two classes short" she commented.
"Eric too, we have a class with Mrs. Peterson first and last block" she explained.
"Whos Mrs. Peterson?"
"Shes the teacher who cares for the disabled kids" Sara softly told her.
"Why is Eric in that class?"
"Cause I have ADHD and dyslexia" Eric's voice interrupted, his seat scraped on the floor.
"What's dyslexia?" Peter asked as he sat down in his seat.
"It means I mix up letters and numbers when I read them" Eric explained.
"What's ADHD?" Michelle asked.
"Attention defecate something or other" he mumbled through a bite of food.
"What does it mean?" Peter pushed.
"They don't think I can pay attention long enough, and am too active" he explained. "Hey, can either of you surf?" he suddenly asked.
"Not many places to surf on a Texas ranch" Michelle replied.
"I can" Peter added. "My dad taught me."
"I wish I could surf" Sara mused. "My brother surfs occasionally, so do my cousins."
"It's so much fun, it's just you, your board, and the water" Peter explained. "The greatest feeling in the world."
"So you're from Texas?" Eric suddenly turned to Michelle, sensing Sara starting to feel sad.
"Yup" she replied.
"You ever ride a horse?"
"Plenty, owned one myself. An all black mare with a tan stripe down her snout and tan spots on her flank, named her Dusk" she told them.
"Sweet" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, my neighbor had a stallion, a beautiful tan mustang. Nick named him GI, he was five when they bought him as a babe."
"You ever milk a cow?" Greg continued.
"Yup."
"Sweet" he repeated. "What was school like?"
"Much smaller classes then this, but the bus ride was forever long."
"Nobody even rides the bus here."
"I've noticed."
"Ten minuets" the strict voice called a while later. "You need to throw all trash away now, put any tray on top of the can."
"I'll take your trash up," Peter said to Sara before she heard him putting her trash on his tray and walking away for a second.
"When the bell rings you will quickly, and quietly, make your way to your next class" the man said after everyone returned to their seat. "Until then, you will wait silently for the bell to ring. Anyone who talks will be held behind for a minute" he instructed and everyone fell silent.
Sara could hear the many pencils being dragged along the sheets of paper that took the place of vocal conversations.
She felt Eric grab her hand and spell something out on her palm.
What's wrong with this guy? he asked.
In response she signed something Eric did know in sign language. I don't know.
Peter and Michelle are nice he spelled.
I know.
What do you think Gary is doing right now?
I don't know.
It's almost been ten minutes.
She gave him a thumbs up as the bell rang. They all stood up and walked out into the hall.
"Do you have science as well?" Eric asked Peter.
"Yup, Mrs. Lant" Peter replied. Within a minute they were all walking into a cold classroom.
"Sit in the seat with your name on it" a tight voice ordered as the students as they walked into the classroom.
"Where's my seat?" Sara asked Eric. He tugged her hand a bit and led her to a seat at the front of the class, before walking towards the back.
The room emptied almost immediately after the bell rang.
"Wow, that was so boring" Peter sighed.
"Well, we have to get back to Mrs. P's class" Eric told them.
"I have PE" Michelle groaned.
"Me too" Peter said, and they turned down another hallway. Sara and Eric continued down the hallway, until Sara could hear the steps around her lighten and bounce slightly more. Less them a minute later they entered the familiar classroom.
"How was your first day of middle school?" Gary asked when they entered.
"Fun" Eric replied.
"Yeah, we made some new friends," Sara added.
"Cool" Gary exclaimed. A few seconds later the bell rang.
"See you tomorrow" Mrs. Peterson said as they left the room. They walked down the halls until they were outside.
"My mom is already here, bye" Eric said and ran to his mother.
"Wheels" a voice called. Sara instantly recognized it.
"Dan" she exclaimed and walked to where his voice came from. When she reached him, he picked her up and twirled her around a bit.
"Hey, Kido, how've you been?" he asked.
"Fine, why are you here?" she replied.
"Well, if you don't want to see me, then I'll just leave" he huffed, pretending to be offended.
"No, I want you to stay" she said in a low voice, her eyes growing large.
"I'm joking, I wont leave you" he assured her. "Sit in the car for a second, alright?"
"Alright she agreed and climbed into the passenger seat of Dans car.
When Dan made sure she was in the car he walked over to Gary who was watching them.
"Hey Gary" he greeted him, making sure he was facing him and speaking clearly.
"Hello, Dan" the boy replied.
"Listen, Gary, I won't be around as much for a while, even less then recently. So, can you do something for me?" he started.
"Of course" the other boy replied.
"Can you watch out for Sara?" Dan asked. "You may have noticed that she has a tendency to get hurt, and I want to make sure she always has someone looking out for her," he continued.
"Of course, Dan, I'll look out for her" Gary told him. "Where are you going?"
"It doesn't matter, I just want to make sure Sara is safe" he answered. "Thanks you" he said before walking off.
Dan quietly slid into the car and watched Gary walk down the street. He knew he could trust the boy. Gary was almost as tall as he was, and with Dan being significantly older, and of Sidle blood, that was saying something. His hair was a thick, caramel brown. His light blue eyes sat on a boyish face. He gave of a trustworthy vibe.
"So, what's been going on?" he asked Sara as he turned the car on and pulled out of his parking space.
"My first day of middle school" she grinned. Dan had always loved her smile. It seemed to brighten any room in appeared in, and since her permanent teeth had grown in, the gab between her front teeth completed it.
"Really, that's so cool" he exclaimed.
"I made some new friends" she told him, her pale brown eyes lit up.
"What are their names?" he asked.
"Michelle and Peter" she replied.
"Cool" he repeated and she continued to tell him all about her day.
"Mama" Sara cried as she rushed into the house.
"Hey, Baby" Laura said as she walked into the living room. "How was middle school?"
"Fun, but confusing, we had to keep changing classes" Sara explained.
"Any homework?" she questioned.
"Yeah, I have to find a current event article" she replied.
"Well, your father already read the paper today, so I'll read a few to you and you can chose the one you want to take to class" Laura told her.
"Laura!" Daniel yelled.
"Yes, Daniel" Laura replied, her head down. She looked up a bit to see him holding the newspaper.
"Who was reading m paper?" he asked.
"I was, I'm sorry, Daniel, I thought you were done with it. It wont happen again" she quickly apologized. He ignored her apology and slapped her anyway.
"She's lying" Dans voice said from behind her before Daniel could continue. "I read it," he added.
"You're both lying" the man suddenly declared. "I was the girl" he growled.
"No, I'm telling the truth" Dan assured him. "Sara can't even read the newspaper."
"The only reason both of you would lie is to protect that worthless piece of shit" he continued and pushed past Laura. He tried to get by Dan as well, but the young man stood in his way. "Let me through" he ordered.
"No, she did nothing wrong" Dan replied.
"Girl" Daniel yelled.
"Yes, Sir" the timid voice instantly replied as Sara walked into the hallway.
"Come here" he ordered. Slowly, she walked in his direction
When she reached Dan, he put his hand on her shoulder. Laura's heart broke when the girl flinched at the contact.
"Move, Dan" Daniel told his son.
"Leave her alone" Dan replied. Daniel responded by suddenly punching out and knocking his son to the ground.
When Dan was down, Daniel grabbed Sara's arms and pulled her to him. He lifted her up by the shoulders and pushed her against the wall.
"Did you read my paper?" he quietly asked. Sara could smell the beer on his breath and tried to hold hers.
"No, sir" she replied.
"Liar" he yelled in her face, splattering her skin with his saliva. She stayed quiet, but flinched when he yelled. He stared at her shaking form for a second before flinging her down the hall.
She repressed the urge to scream when she felt the bone in her arm snap as she impacted the wall. Instead she let her body go limp as it fell to the floor.
"Weakling" Daniel growled, following her body. When he reached her he started to kick every inch of her body he could make contact with. The girl couldn't help but yelp when the steel-toed boots made contact with her skin. The noises only urged him on more.
"Leave her alone" Laura suddenly said, trying to pull him away from their daughter. Daniel stopped for a second and turned to look at her. She was standing between him and Dan, who was leaning against the wall, nursing his bloody nose.
"Why should I?" he barked.
"Because she didn't do anything wrong?" Laura explained, her eyes pleading with him.
"She's done everything wrong" he replied.
"Because I know where the booze is" she tried again. He paused and gave Sara one last kick before stalking out of the house, the door slamming behind him. Laura and Dan waited a second before rushing towards the limp body of Sara.
Sara knew the second she had left her room when her father called for her that she shouldn't have. But also knew that if she had stayed the beating would have been worse. A flicker of fear raced through her when she felt Dan placed his hand of her shoulder. When he was suddenly thrown away from her, the fear grew.
She felt her fathers rough fingers grab her arms, no doubt leaving bruises, and had to physically stop herself from shaking. When he held her against the wall, however, it was impossible, and she could feel herself shake.
Suddenly she was weightless, nothing supporting her as the air around her whooshed by her ears. The feeling suddenly stopped when she hit the far wall. Her right arm hit the wall first. She felt, and heard, it snap when the rest of her body hit the plaster. On instinct she let her body go limp as she hit the carpeted floor.
A few seconds later he started to kick her. She stayed as still as possible as her father attacked her. From experience she knew that relaxing her muscles would make it that much more bearable. Her body, however, had other plans and her muscles tightened on their own accord. A few times he managed to land a kick at her stomach and she reluctantly let out a yelp of pain.
Slowly, she managed to curl herself up into a ball, so he could only hit bone. She raised her arms to cover the back of her head and neck to protect the areas, but it didn't help much.
Somehow her mother got him to stop. She didn't know how. When he attacked her she would block out the rest of the world, the sounds of his boots hitting her flesh, the smell of alcohol and blood, and would focus on the blackness she would always see.
When he left she remained in the ball, and slowly returned to the world. She felt a hand feel for her pulse and instinctively flinched away.
"It's okay, Sara, he's gone" her mothers soft voice whispered, but she was still reluctant to relax.
"Come on, Kido, you're safe now" Dan's voice drifted over. Slowly, she uncurled and relaxed a bit. "I'm going to pick you up, and take you to your bed, alright?" Dan asked her. She nodded, but couldn't help but tense up again when she felt his arms slid under her legs and back and lift her from the ground. He held her still for a second, and she relaxed once more. He slowly started to walk towards her room. She was out before he got there. As he laid her on top of the sheets, he noticed that her left hand was clamping her right arm.
"We have to take her to the hospital" Dan told his mother when he left his sisters room.
"If it's only bruises we can't risk it" Laura reminded him.
"No, I think her arm is broken" he sighed.
"Okay, we'll check when she wakes up" she nodded.
"Hello, Laura. What is the problem?" the secretary asked when they walked in.
"Sara broke her arm" Laura told her.
"Come on, I think Walter is open" she said and led Sara and Laura to an empty room. "He'll be in in a few minutes" she said before walking out.
"Remember, Sara, you have to tell them that you got into the attic and fell down the stairs" Laura said to her daughter, wishing they could tell the truth.
"I know Mama" Sara replied, still clutching her arm. She was wearing a light sweatshirt to cover the bruises on her body.
"It'll be okay, Baby" Laura whispered, kissing Saras temple.
"This girl has a long record" the intern commented as she filed Saras latest trip.
"She's blind, most blind kids get into trouble like that" the nurse commented.
"What if it is more then that?" the intern asked.
"We just cure them, not try and see if they live in a bad house" the nurse told her and shut the cabinet.
"Sara!" Eric called as Sara walked into the room a few days later.
"Hey, Eric" she replied, her voice quiet.
"Where have you been?" he asked. She held up her plastered arm.
"Fell out of the attic, broke my arm" she explained.
"You're always hurt" he observed before falling into a long ramble about what had been going on for the past few days.
What did I tell you, its kinda long, and it really only goes through one day, well. If you couldnt tell Italics was what Eric spelt on her hand bold ment sign language. A lot of new people, and a mention of Nicky! that comes back up later, but maybe not in the way you think. and poor evil Danielniss, dont worry, I know when his problem will be fixed. please, I know its been months since I updated, but dont blame the story, it wants reviews as much as I do, cause its alive, ED is my baby, now, before I get any creepier, I'll get to the point, please review, and dont hold back, you can even rant on how long you waited, I will read it through the end, bye now, I'll go and add it before this AN takes any more time:)
