Disclaimer: South of Nowhere isn't mine!...I just like to pretend it is,lol
Previously:
"Argh!Fine go."I toss her my keys off of my bed stand."If you dare"
"I know you'll kill me.You really need new material Ash.Bye thanks again!"She yells shutting the door behind her."I don't know why I even-"She raises her hand to touch my face.
"Cuz' you two are like sisters that's why."She grabs my hand pulling me back down onto the bed."Now let's go back to bed,"She whispers seductively to me,and I just smile doing what I was told.
(AN: Thanks very,very much for TCHS-SoP-chick, arh1986, Hotcutii3 ,dttdemon ,CapActive4 who all reviewed on the last chapter!(Squeezes you all tight)Mwah!Love you guys!
This one's Abigail's POV,as promised,but switches to Jamie's at the end.)
Chapter Nine : Whatever You Do! Don't!
(Abigail POV) Yesterday afternoon
I can hear father yelling downstairs.Once and a while I hear loud crashes like he threw down a plate,or something.He's been doing it since we came home from the mall. My father was never good with controlling his temper.When he was angry,we just steered clear until it died down.Sometimes ducking in closets,or the back yard garden just to be safe. Though as angry as he was,I know he wouldn't go too far...At least I think so.I mean,I only remember one other time when...when he did.
...I remember when I was around eleven at Zachary's thirteenth birthday party and he somehow got into a small fight with another boy.Father tried yelling at him to stop but Zachary was too busy smashing the other boy's face in the dirt.
Father had to break it up,and when he pulled on Zachary's coat to pry him off the other boy Zachary swung back his arm on a reflex hitting Father.When he turned around,he saw Fathers bloody face;His face clutched over his nose just glaring down at him. Zachary's face was filled with so much fright,and alarm as he tried to apologize to Father over and over but he wouldn't hear it only walking away mumbling a 'We'll deal with this later.'
He kept to his word,and soon after all the guests were gone he marched Zachary up the stairs as the rest of us stood in horror awaiting what was to come.
First,came the yelling of Father's voice blaring at him.We couldn't hear much,but he said something like,'Never disrespect me in my own house!',and,'How dare you'
Second,came the loud unreadable sounds.A whack followed by a loud thump,what we were assuming was Zachary's body hitting the floor.
Last was the small wimpers that escaped his mouth as Father opened the door leaving him there balled up on the floor.
Not a second went by when father showed up behind us slamming the front door,getting in his car,and starting the engine.We watched as his old explorer squealed down the street. Peter was beside me the whole time holding my hand as I quivered in fear. I looked to the others for their reactions,but their faces were blank,calm.They stood there without any ounce of remorse going through their bodies. My grip on Peter's hand tightened pulling him along and up the stairs to see Zachary almost welded to the floor holding his swollen face.
"Are you okay?"I asked him quietly crossing the doorframe into the room.
"I'm fine,"he replied removing his hand to prop himself up.I saw his body fail twice trying to get up to his feet.
"Let me help."Out of instinct I let go of Peter's hand reaching out for him only to find him swat my hand away.
"I'm fine!"He grabs his ankle in pain.It's reddened and purple,obviously resulting from him getting smacked down onto the hard wooden floor moments ago.
"It's probly sprained.Here I'll go get-"
"No!Just leave me alone!"he roared at me infuriatedly inching away from my hand.
I just narrowed my eyes in response."Look...I'm putting ice on that ankle whether you want it,or not."He's still not moved on the subject,and I roll my eyes trying again."If I don't stop the swelling it'll only get worse before it gets any better.Take your pick."His face softens,and I take that as a sign of defeat."Okay then."
I quickly ran down the stairs to retrieve the ice,then ran back with an ice pack in my hand. "Here..."His face scrunched up the second the cold ice pack touched his ankle,but he calmed down a few minutes later when the ice nearly numbed the whole thing.
"I...I didn't mean to,"he told me hesitantly shaking his head."B-but I was so...so mad.I couldn't..."His voice trailed off looking into my eyes for any understandment.
I sighed removing the pack to see the swelling lessened a bit.Without thinking I dropped the pack back down on his ankle making him scream out in pain.
"Sorry!I'm so,so sorry."He groans and grabs the pack out of my hands placing it on himself slowly.
"Sorry again..."I say with a small smile,but soon letting it fade."Zach...As he...Is this the first time?"
He looks down;Shame filling his face."I didn't mean to make him so mad."
"It's not your fault brother,"Peter said giving him a knowing glance."You know he can't--control--himself when he gets like this."
"He would never want to ever hurt us.But I know there had to be something that I-"
"No!"Peter pleaded standing up with brows furrowed and stern."How can you blame yourself?He's the monster!Not you...you did NOTHING wrong.He hurts us,and your the one feeling sorry?You wanna' know what he's feeling right now?Nothing.Not one ounce of remorse is going through his head right now..."She stopped shaking his head."...He feels nothing."
...This was the first time I've ever,EVER seen Peter get mad.I mean since I've been here he's always been this nice,sweet,timid boy that always kept to himself...
Before Zachary had a chance to respond the rest of the robots appeared behind us coming over to scoop up Zachary.
"You should leave it alone before he does the same to you,"Meredith muttered putting his arms on hers and Berry's shoulders to hold him up.As they trollaped past, Zachary took a quick glance back at our direction with a hurt look in his eyes,and I coud easily see his busted lip.A small line of blood ran down to his chin...
My heart jumped when someone pounded on my door jiggling the handle finding that it was locked. With my voice suddenly caught in my throat,I almost couldn't work up a reply.
"W-who is it?"
"It's Peter,"his muffled voice said on the other side.
"Pete?"I unlocked the door and he pushed past me locking it back.
"Stay.In.Here."
"What?Why?"I asked.He pressed his ear to the door.
"Mija...He's been drinking.All we have to do is wait until he passes out unless he feels the urge to come up here.Which won't be too long since he just downed three beers." He groans turning to sit on my bed."I can't wait to leave this place."
"Tell me about it..."I went to sit next to his sprawled out body next to me."Hey Pete?"
"Hmm?"He has his eyes closed,and brows scrunched together as always thinking hard about something.
"Can you cover for me tonight?"I see them instantly pop open at the end of my sentence."I need to sneak around to the park to the payphone.Since father checks the phone bills the see who we call."
"Okay..."he says,and I'm already on my feet thinking up ideas."Your nervous...Who are you calling?"
I ignore his last question."Okay...and if that works out I need you to tell a tiny little lie tomorrow for me?"
"What?Why?"
"I-I went out?No it's too dark.Say...that I'm...I'm staying at a friends.Say it's Rachel,she won't mind lieing for me if he gets suspicious and calls."
"Whoa,whoa.Where are you really going then?"
I didn't want to lie to him,but I didn't want to tell him the truth either..."To see a friend."
"Your thinking about her aren't you?You can't be serious Abby.What if he-"
"No.He'll be passed out well until tomorrow afternoon.Then he'll be gone for like five hours to go play golf with Pastor Shays,"I tell him in a half whisper."Plus I'm seventeen now Pete!I can make my own damn decisions on where I can or can't go,okay?"I pause seeing him look down."I need your help...please?"
"Okay..."I give him a hug before we sat back down and waited for him to finally pass out.I creek open the door tip-toeing down the stairs with Peter by my side.I see Fathers limp body lieing back on the sofa with the TV put on a football game.We slipped through the front door and onto the porch as I turn to Peter.
"Okay the park's like only ten minutes away.I'll run there,and back.Stay outside with a book,and pretend to read till' I come back?"He nods,and I skip off the porch and sprinted down to the park.
I run to the nearest payphone by a row of water fountains dropping a quarter into the slot.I put the receiver to my ear,and search through my jacket pocket for the paper puling it out,and dialing the number.
"Please be there,please be there,please..."I stop hearing her voice on the other end.
"Talk..."she uttered angrily with a yawn.
"Umm...I'm sorry for waking you.I-I know it's late-"
"Abigail?"
I could sense the happiness in her voice making me smile."Yeah..."
"God...,"She yawns again,"picked a hell of a time to call babe."
I lean back against the wall in front of me finding myself never wanted her to stop talking."I-I know.I'm...sorry again-"
"Hey no it's fine...I was gonna try out that new thing called coffee anyway,"she replies with a laugh.
"I've heard good things,"I quoted her with another sweet smile.
"Oh really?,"She says mockingly."Well I didn't want to take my chances,you know,the whole insomnia thing."
"It's not so bad."
"So I'll take your word for it then,"She paused letting out a sigh."Now...you gonna tell me why you called?"
"I need someone to talk to,and..."
"And?"Her voice lingered on the receiver urging me to continue.
"...I feel like I can talk to you-about everything.Like I can go on,and on...and you'll still listen;care."
"Now was that so hard?"
"Yes,"I confess combing my hand through my rustled brown hair.
"But it's worth it right?"
"It is.Can I ask you a favor?"I hear her snicker a little.
"I don't know...is it illegal?Cuz' I'm already to familiar with the cops around here."
"Look at me.One month here,and I'm already friends with a criminal."
"What can I say?The good girls dig the dangerous kids."Even though I couldn't see her I knew she had a big smirk on her face.
"That's...very true come to think of it."
"So what's this favor of yours?"
"Well...I was thinking,you know,in the spirit of getting to know people.I was hoping,if you could,pick me up tomorrow?"
"Well,well,well.Look at you indeed.Two minutes on the phone,and your already planning our date.Moves very fast she does."She starts to laugh again.
"Very funny Yoda,but that's not what I meant,"I griped into the phone rolling my eyes.
"I know,"She said smugly."Just tell me the time and place,and I'll be there."
(Jamie POV)The Next Day
I knew exactly where to go fro the directions Abigail told me.I pull up carefully in Ashley's porsche to an old forested,and vacant park,all too familiar to me now thanks to Ashley's stories about it from when she was little.
I get out and look around for Abigail.I could hear dogs barking through some trees somewhere behind me.I decide to walk down a path,then stop as I went to sit down a small wooden bench by the lake...I FINALLY got crutches off today,so I don't have to hop along anymore...But I still had to be careful still on my leg for a while,and all that other bullshit."Hello?!Anyone here?!"
After a few seconds of quiet,I hear a twig snap and I dart my head around and nothing was there.
"...Hello?!"I yell around me getting a little nervous,and paranoid after a few minutes of no response.When my hands started to shake,and get sweaty,I started to rethink NOT staying in the car.
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I know what your thinking,and it's not Abigail.She's too good to scare someone like that,esp. Jamie. I will say that maybe somethings are not what they seem to be.Pay attention,and you just may uncover them.
