Rock Star Life
By: Karilicious123
Chapter 11:
*EDITOR'S NOTE: Hey fans! I know it's been a while (A YEAR!) but I'm back and I will finish this story (on a happy note, i PROMISE!) and I will give you guys MUCH more xx
Sam walked up to Peyton's door and knocked. As Peyton answered, Sam made no eye contact, but walked inside. Peyton walked to Brooke's car to talk to her broken best friend.
"I'm glad you brought her over here and I am more than happy to try and help, but, Brooke, I really don't want you to be alone right now." Peyton said, sympathetically.
"I know. But I can take care of myself; really." Broke started, "But you need to fix my daughter; my baby girl." She cried.
"I will." Peyton smiled as she headed back into her house.
She found Samantha sitting on her couch, so Peyton walked over to her.
"Babe, you want to help me carry your stuff upstairs to our guest room?"
"Yes." Sam mumbled.
They then proceeded to walk upstairs, passing Sam's room.
"Hey Peyton, where is Mia? I haven't seen her since...before..." Sam sighed.
"She is in her room, sleeping, I think. I'll go see in a second and tell her to come say hi to you!" Peyton covered with a weak smile. I guess Sam doesn't know what Mia did... Peyton thought.
They got to Sam's new room and Peyton helped her put her things away. She had a feeling that Sam would be here for quite some while.
When they were all done, Peyton turned to Sam and said.
"I know that you've had a rough week and I also know that you don't like the way people keep bothering you, so I am going to say this once; I am right downstairs and you can come to me anytime. I don't care if it is 4 AM in the morning. I'm here."
Sam, once again, said nothing. She just looked at Peyton. So Peyton took that as a signal to leave, when suddenly, Sam finally spoke up.
"It was awful." She softly said. "I thought I would die."
Peyton took a deep breath in and sat back down next to Sam on her bed. "I bet. Do you want to tell me what happened?"
Sam took a deep breath in too, and even though she could barely bring herself to repeat what had happened, she knew that she had to:
"At Mia's funeral, I was angry. I felt that in the span of only a couple of days, I had been replaced in Brooke's life by Mia. I was slipping away. Mia and Brooke are so much alike; more than Brooke and I. I figured that they deserved each other, and that I was getting in the way of forming their 'perfect family'. So I left. I told Haley that I was going to come home, and I did, but only to leave a note, and then I left." She sighed.
"Where did you go?" Peyton softly asked.
"I went down to the rave night club down town and I snuck in the back. That is where I usually go to think things out. I figured I'd just stay there for a while. Then I'd come home and pretend that everything was okay, like I always do. But this time was different. Some guys walked in. They were about more or less 25 years old. I tried to be quiet and still, but they found me sitting on the staircase in the back. They told me to come out and have a drink with them at the bar. They asked me what was wrong, and I told them; everything. They told me that I was beautiful and that I was smart and that anybody who didn't want to have me as a daughter was wack. We chatted for a bit more, and then I told them I was ready to leave and go home. I felt better. But then, they wouldn't let me leave." She said hardly, as she started tearing up.
"It's okay baby, just tell me the rest." Peyton said as she held Sam's shaking hand.
"They told me they wanted me. I said no, but they wouldn't let me go. They pinned me down and had their way, and whenever I yelled or kicked or screamed at them to stop, they hit me. Pretty soon, I gave up and figured if I just let them do what they wanted, they would soon let me go and I could forget all about it. Well they didn't stop and for 3 days, they kept me locked up in that club. Until one day, they forgot to lock the doors. I snuck out the first chance that I had, but I couldn't go home. I knew they would find me, so I just ran as far away as I could. Then it started raining and I slipped in the mud and fell in the ditch where I was found, and I stayed there, curled up in a ball on the side, until Lucas and Nathan found me." She sobbed.
"My god." Peyton exhaled. She then started tearing up violently. "I don't know what I would do if something happened to you." She sobbed as she took Sam into her and just held her.
"I'm sorry I ever said that I didn't want you! or Brook! ESPECIALLY BROOKE!" Sam sobbed back. "I love you all so much. YOU are all my family."
"We love you too honey, more than you'll ever know." Peyton said. "I know you want to pretend like all of this never happened, but we can't. We need to take you to a hospital to get checked to make sure you are okay. And then to the police-"
"NO!" Sam cried! "We can't!"
"We have to. There are people out there who hurt you and deserve to pay for it."
"But...just...not today. I just want to try and sleep." Sam cried.
"Okay. You take today to calm down, but tomorrow we are taking action." Peyton said as she stood up. "I'm going to start dinner while you rest up a while. Are you okay?"
"Yes, go, you don't need to sit here. I'll be fine, just, don't leave the house?" Sam begged.
"I promise I won't leave you." Peyton said. "ever."
"Thank you so much for sticking by me."
"Think nothing of it." Peyton said. "I'm just so glad that you are safe and here with me right now. Rest and we'll talk some more later." Peyton smiled as she left.
Sam just lay down and started thinking.
Sam's point of view*
I can't believe I just told somebody. I can't believe I am here. I can't believe that happened. I just want to lay here and just be thankful for what I do have and what I almost lost.
As Peyton walked down the stairs after hearing such a tragic story from the girl she considered as a sister; a neice; a daughter, she couldn't help but be angry at Mia. Okay, so not directly angry at Mia (after all, Mia was a sister to her as well), but angry at the fact that Mia, Sam's FRIEND had something to do with the most traumatic event in this young girl's life, and that Sam had no idea. Peyton knew that she had to talk to Mia about it, so off she went.
Knock Knock
Peyton knocked on Mia's door and opened it to find her sitting on her bed and staring out of the window.
"Hey Mia. Can we talk a sec?"
This time, Mia said nothing. She just watched as the birds and butterflies flew by, without a trouble in the world. Oh how she longed to be them right now.
"I'm not mad; remember, I'm here to help you, but we need to talk about the whole Sam situation."
"What is there to talk about?" Mia said blankly.
"Sam just told me what happened, and it wasn't pretty. You have to tell her that you know who did it and why they did it." Peyton sternly said.
"No!" Mia jumped up and shouted, "I can't! She'll hate me!"
"I don't know that. But what I do know is that you hurt one of the truest and most loyal friends that you have and if I had done that to Brooke or Haley, I would make sure I did ANYTHING in my power to make sure that they deserved the truth and justice." Peyton said.
"But. I-." Mia started softly crying, "I didn't mean to hurt her..."
"I know. I know. I know that you were just upset and venting to a friend. You had no idea of how dangerous he would be. I get it. But you still have to tell." Peyton said. "And maybe Sam will get it too."
"Okay. But when?" Mia exhaled.
"Well Sam wants to take the day off to relax, and tomorrow is when we are going to go to the doctors and the police. So tomorrow morning will be fine." Peyton said as she stood up to leave.
"Okay. I will." Mia said. "Wait, Peyton?"
Peyton stopped in her tracks.
"Do you hate me?"
"No. I never will."
"Will Brooke?"
"I cannot be the one to tell you that." Peyton said as she left.
She knew Brooke. She knew that if you hurt someone that Brooke cares about (especially to the extent of someone like Sam), you are in for it. But she didn't know. Maybe this time was different?
Peyton's Point of View*
I cannot believe it. In the matter of weeks, this is what happens to these girls; these children. It is so hard to be there and be that shining light for them when all I want to do is cry. I want to cry for Mia, and for Sam, but I can't. I have to be strong for them. I need to.
Mia's Point of View*
I cannot believe it. I am hurt because of my mother, and because of that, I hurt Sam. But you know what, I'm not a kid. I'm an adult, and it's time I start acting like it. I'm going to do what's right; tell Sam the truth. Tonight.
Mia wandered up the stairs to Sam's room where she found her, just laying on her bed.
"Hey Sam" Mia weakly said.
"Mia!" Sam jumped up and hugged her, "I'm so sorry! I was upset and left you in your time of need, I've been such a bad friend. I am so sorry!"
"Don't be sorry, you're not a bad friend. I am" Mia said, as tears welled in her eyes.
"Wait...why?" Sam asked, confused.
"Because...because...'cause I know who did that to you and why they did it." She sobbed.
"What? Why?"
"Because I told him to..." Mia said shamefully regaining herself.
"I don't understand," Sam shakily began. "How can my friend, my BEST friend wish something so ugly upon me? DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU RUINED MY LIFE?"
"I know. I'm sorry! I felt like you were being selfish, but you weren't, I was. I was so upset with my mother, that I took it out on you and I told...him...to take care of it, but I didn't think he would do something like this!" Mia sobbed, "I'm so sorry and I want more than ever for you to forgive me! PLEASE DON'T HATE ME!"
Sam thought long and hard on what to say. "I don't hate you. I understand that you have been going through a lot too." Sam began, "and I will forgive you, one day...just not yet." and before Mia could say another word, Sam said, "I think you should go now. But thank you for being honest with me."
Mia did as Sam had so graciously asked and left with a bittersweet feeling; sweet because she had told the truth and her conscious had cleared, but bitter because of the destruction that she had caused.
As Mia left, Peyton called Sam for dinner, but Sam refused, understandably, for the night and wanted to just go straight to sleep and forget this day. Forget all of it.
As Mia and Peyton sat down for dinner, Mia told Peyton what happened between her and Sam.
"Well," Peyton said after a long explanation, "I'm proud of you for telling the truth. I'm sure it can only go up from here."
They ate in silence for the most part, and when dinner was over, Mia started making her way towards her bedroom.
"Mia-" Peyton began, halting her, "I want you to know that I am still here for you, but right now, I need to focus on Sam. I think you owe her that right now, right?"
"Of course." Mia said, "Goodnight Peyton." and treaded off to her bedroom.
Meanwhile, hours later, Sam was still lying in her bed, WIDE awake. No matter how hard she tried, she could not sleep. The images of it all just kept replaying over and over in her head, so she refused to even close her eyes. She was drowning.
Sam's Point of View*
I cannot believe it. I'm safe now, but why don't I feel safe? Everytime I close my eyes, he is there. They are there. They are haunting me. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't do anything anymore without thinking of them. They have tattooed themselves to me. I'm stuck.
It was about 11:00 PM and Peyton was getting ready to go to sleep in her empty bed, longing for Lucas to talk to. Then, she heard a soft knock on her door.
Peyton walked over to the door, and saw a fear-struck Sam in front of the door frame.
"Is everything okay?" Peyton asked.
"I can't sleep. I'm too scared." Sam shuddered.
"Do you want to try and fall asleep in here? I don't mind." Peyton suggested.
Sam crawled into her bed and started crying.
"Shhh..it's okay." Peyton softly said as she tried to calm Sam down. "I'm here, you're not alone, you are safe. I promise I won't let anything happen to you."
It was then that Sam stopped crying. Not for the hour, not for the night, but for good. She was tired of sitting down, falling down, and staying down. She was ready to stand up.**
