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A/N: Thanks to EVERYONE for reviewing that is the most reviews I have EVER received =D Well enjoy the story. Be warned this chapter is a lot more serious than the other ones! Gee Shadow.seeing pretty purple penguins is strange.LOL
Summary: Incara moves to Tulsa, she is classed a Soc but she likes a greaser.you know the usual!
Chapter seven (Incara)
I ran back to my house, which was about six blocks away. When I went to unlock the door though, I found it was already unlocked. I found this odd and I should have turned and ran away but I was curious. Well they always say 'Curiosity killed the cat' This time it was nearly true. I opened the door and walked in. The house was silent and I saw Dad sitting on the staircase and in his hand he had his belt. I would have run away if Sam didn't come in through the door, closing it.
"We know where you just were. She was at an outcast house, Dad. She even kissed him! Not only was she out of the house when she wasn't supposed to be, she kissed an outcast!"
"Sam why are you doing this?" I asked him in a terrified whisper.
"You ruined my reputation in New Zealand. Everyone thought I was a freak, because you were!" He whispered back fiercely. He pushed me towards Dad and Dad wrapped a bit of his belt around my neck, strangling me. After about a minute he seemed to want to torture me more. He wrapped the belt around his hand and took a swing. It caught me on my stomach, knocking the wind out of me and the metal piece scrapped along my stomach, making it bleed.
"Please don't!" I gasped out. Of course Dad didn't listen to me and this went on for another couple of minutes until Dad had enough of me and Sam had walked away. I lay on the ground, gasping. With the strength that I had left I walked up to my bedroom and packed two bags. I had to get out of this place and fast. Blood was dripping from my back and stomach and my vision was a little blurry. Once I had packed everything I slipped out of the house unnoticed. I walked all the way to the Curtis's house, keeping myself from fainting. When I finally did make it, I knocked once and then passed out cold.
Am I in heaven? Why is everything so white? I turned my head a little and saw Pony sitting next to me, looking very worried.
"Why are you here?" I asked. Pony smiled ever so slightly.
"I want to see if you are ok"
"We don't know each other well" I tried to move but my back hurt too much.
"Hey don't try to move. Don't you want me here?" He asked a little offended.
"I want you here but I don't want you here if you have something else to do"
"Do not worry, Incara, I have nothing else to do"
"Dad, where's Dad?" I asked fearfully looking around.
"He is probably at your house now. I do not know, but your brother is here to see you" As if on cue Sam walked in. He looked very casual. Pony stood up,
"Maybe I should leave"
"NO!" I yelled not letting go of Pony's hand and looking to Sam. Sam had stopped chewing and his jaw had turned white. Pony looked at me confused,
"Why don't you let the poor boy go home, Incara, thank you for coming to see her, she is in safe hands now"
"I'm in hands that pushed me towards my father all because I wrecked his reputation! Please stay Pony, please don't leave him alone with me" I felt the energy draining from me and I knew I could not keep it up.
"Uh." Pony started, awkwardly.
"Ok I will go, but you had better watch your back, sister. Now it looks like I will somehow let it slip to Dad that you are doing track" Sam then glared at Pony and walked out of the room.
"Pony, please don't leave me.Dad is going to kill me" I turned my head because I did not want him to see the tears that were welling up in my eyes.
"I promise I won't and when I have to, I will make sure one of the guys will watch you" I smiled at him.
"Thank you, Pony, you really are a good guy" Pony grinned and his whole face turned red. I grinned, squeezed his hand and then fell into a deep sleep.
"I AM GOING TO KILL HER!" I heard my Dad bellow. I started to get scared. I opened my eyes and saw Pony looking at me, fearfully. He held my hand,
"It's ok! The doctors are keeping him away. Soon he will leave" I nodded and closed my eyes again. I felt Pony's hand leave mine and he walked out of the room. I was not asleep though, I was thinking things over. What should I do? Dad is going to kill me when I go back to the house and I have nowhere else to go. I had to go back to the house though. I had to act like an angel and I could not talk to Pony anymore. I had to act exactly like a Soc and that was that. Pony came back into the room and when he went to hold my hand again I pulled away and looked at him, sadly.
"I can't Pony, I'm sorry"
"Why not Incara?" He asked, obviously hurt.
"I am a Soc and if I don't act like one I am just going to wind up here again"
"Incara, you can't do this" It came out as a kind of whine. I looked away and felt tears fall down my cheeks,
"I'm sorry" I whispered. Pony stood up and walked out without another word. I started to sob, could my life get any worse? The one person that really cared about me had to leave me alone or I would be beaten to death most probably. My life was the worst it had ever been. Dad came storming into the room.
"We are going home! Get changed and hurry up!" The nurse came bustling in and unhooked my from the machines she then pushed my clothes at me and pulled the curtain around me. I changed and followed Dad out of the hospital and into the Mustang that we owned.
"You always think about yourself! What were you thinking, going over to that boy's house with clothes and everything! Your mother was sick with worry! Do you always think about yourself and no one else" Maybe I did, I was always concentrating on myself. Maybe Sam got me beaten because I deserved it. I should have thought of him instead of just myself when I was in New Zealand. I was sick with shame as these thoughts travelled through my head.
"Your mother and I have bought you some skirts and blouses that you will wear instead of your trashy clothes that you wear now. Do you dare disobey us?"
"No, father" I replied, looking down at my lap. My clothes were taken away, maybe it served me right for only thinking about myself. I held back the tears that threatened to flow.
"Get out! Go to your room and don't come out for the whole night!" I did exactly as he told me to and I could hear Dad talking to Sam. Soon my Dad walked up the stairs and my door flew open.
A/N: Thanks to EVERYONE for reviewing that is the most reviews I have EVER received =D Well enjoy the story. Be warned this chapter is a lot more serious than the other ones! Gee Shadow.seeing pretty purple penguins is strange.LOL
Summary: Incara moves to Tulsa, she is classed a Soc but she likes a greaser.you know the usual!
Chapter seven (Incara)
I ran back to my house, which was about six blocks away. When I went to unlock the door though, I found it was already unlocked. I found this odd and I should have turned and ran away but I was curious. Well they always say 'Curiosity killed the cat' This time it was nearly true. I opened the door and walked in. The house was silent and I saw Dad sitting on the staircase and in his hand he had his belt. I would have run away if Sam didn't come in through the door, closing it.
"We know where you just were. She was at an outcast house, Dad. She even kissed him! Not only was she out of the house when she wasn't supposed to be, she kissed an outcast!"
"Sam why are you doing this?" I asked him in a terrified whisper.
"You ruined my reputation in New Zealand. Everyone thought I was a freak, because you were!" He whispered back fiercely. He pushed me towards Dad and Dad wrapped a bit of his belt around my neck, strangling me. After about a minute he seemed to want to torture me more. He wrapped the belt around his hand and took a swing. It caught me on my stomach, knocking the wind out of me and the metal piece scrapped along my stomach, making it bleed.
"Please don't!" I gasped out. Of course Dad didn't listen to me and this went on for another couple of minutes until Dad had enough of me and Sam had walked away. I lay on the ground, gasping. With the strength that I had left I walked up to my bedroom and packed two bags. I had to get out of this place and fast. Blood was dripping from my back and stomach and my vision was a little blurry. Once I had packed everything I slipped out of the house unnoticed. I walked all the way to the Curtis's house, keeping myself from fainting. When I finally did make it, I knocked once and then passed out cold.
Am I in heaven? Why is everything so white? I turned my head a little and saw Pony sitting next to me, looking very worried.
"Why are you here?" I asked. Pony smiled ever so slightly.
"I want to see if you are ok"
"We don't know each other well" I tried to move but my back hurt too much.
"Hey don't try to move. Don't you want me here?" He asked a little offended.
"I want you here but I don't want you here if you have something else to do"
"Do not worry, Incara, I have nothing else to do"
"Dad, where's Dad?" I asked fearfully looking around.
"He is probably at your house now. I do not know, but your brother is here to see you" As if on cue Sam walked in. He looked very casual. Pony stood up,
"Maybe I should leave"
"NO!" I yelled not letting go of Pony's hand and looking to Sam. Sam had stopped chewing and his jaw had turned white. Pony looked at me confused,
"Why don't you let the poor boy go home, Incara, thank you for coming to see her, she is in safe hands now"
"I'm in hands that pushed me towards my father all because I wrecked his reputation! Please stay Pony, please don't leave him alone with me" I felt the energy draining from me and I knew I could not keep it up.
"Uh." Pony started, awkwardly.
"Ok I will go, but you had better watch your back, sister. Now it looks like I will somehow let it slip to Dad that you are doing track" Sam then glared at Pony and walked out of the room.
"Pony, please don't leave me.Dad is going to kill me" I turned my head because I did not want him to see the tears that were welling up in my eyes.
"I promise I won't and when I have to, I will make sure one of the guys will watch you" I smiled at him.
"Thank you, Pony, you really are a good guy" Pony grinned and his whole face turned red. I grinned, squeezed his hand and then fell into a deep sleep.
"I AM GOING TO KILL HER!" I heard my Dad bellow. I started to get scared. I opened my eyes and saw Pony looking at me, fearfully. He held my hand,
"It's ok! The doctors are keeping him away. Soon he will leave" I nodded and closed my eyes again. I felt Pony's hand leave mine and he walked out of the room. I was not asleep though, I was thinking things over. What should I do? Dad is going to kill me when I go back to the house and I have nowhere else to go. I had to go back to the house though. I had to act like an angel and I could not talk to Pony anymore. I had to act exactly like a Soc and that was that. Pony came back into the room and when he went to hold my hand again I pulled away and looked at him, sadly.
"I can't Pony, I'm sorry"
"Why not Incara?" He asked, obviously hurt.
"I am a Soc and if I don't act like one I am just going to wind up here again"
"Incara, you can't do this" It came out as a kind of whine. I looked away and felt tears fall down my cheeks,
"I'm sorry" I whispered. Pony stood up and walked out without another word. I started to sob, could my life get any worse? The one person that really cared about me had to leave me alone or I would be beaten to death most probably. My life was the worst it had ever been. Dad came storming into the room.
"We are going home! Get changed and hurry up!" The nurse came bustling in and unhooked my from the machines she then pushed my clothes at me and pulled the curtain around me. I changed and followed Dad out of the hospital and into the Mustang that we owned.
"You always think about yourself! What were you thinking, going over to that boy's house with clothes and everything! Your mother was sick with worry! Do you always think about yourself and no one else" Maybe I did, I was always concentrating on myself. Maybe Sam got me beaten because I deserved it. I should have thought of him instead of just myself when I was in New Zealand. I was sick with shame as these thoughts travelled through my head.
"Your mother and I have bought you some skirts and blouses that you will wear instead of your trashy clothes that you wear now. Do you dare disobey us?"
"No, father" I replied, looking down at my lap. My clothes were taken away, maybe it served me right for only thinking about myself. I held back the tears that threatened to flow.
"Get out! Go to your room and don't come out for the whole night!" I did exactly as he told me to and I could hear Dad talking to Sam. Soon my Dad walked up the stairs and my door flew open.