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Chapter: 3
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Auggie was waiting for Samantha and meets her as she leaves Peter's office. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asks.
"To tell you the truth, no, I'm not okay, but can we talk somewhere else? I don't want anyone else to hear what's wrong."
"Yeah, we can go to one of our old secret spots." They walk in silence and the sun began to set in the distance. They only stop once they were safe behind the woodpile. They knew that no one would come there. All the other groups were out hiking or doing whatever they do already and their group wasn't going anywhere so they knew that they will be alone.
"So, you wanna tell me what's wrong? Why you're here?" Auggie asks her.
"Well, can we just ease into it?" She pauses, not really wanting a response. "So, how have you been? What new things are they having you guys do?"
"You mean you want the scoop on everyone?" Auggie reads into her questions, knowing what she really means to ask. "Well, Ezra is the same, a druggie. Just the other day he was caught selling shrooms. I still don't get why he does it and I still don't know where he gets them. As for Daisy she is the same too. Almost got sent home about 3 weeks ago. They thought she was better. You know how she never really shows us who she really is thought. Fortunately they changed their minds and kept her here. Didn't help that she said she would try to hurt her dad. Jules," a smile comes to his face as her name leaves his mouth, "is good." He pauses a second and decides whether to say anything about him and her or not and then resumes. "She has actually been eating lately, but you know that that can change on a whim." Obviously he wasn't ready to tell Samantha that they were an item.
"And how are you?" she asks him.
"Well, I'm okay. I think anyways. I've been doing better than normally and now that you are here I'm sure I will be doing even better." He smiles again, this time thinking back to all the fun times he had with her.
"Who are the new people? What they do to end up coming here?"
"Well, Katherine, or Kat as we call her, she was adopted by white parents. I guess, well, she says she doesn't fit in with either the blacks or the whites, so her parents sent her here. I guess her grades were slipping and she was depressed all the time. They hoped that her being here would help her find herself. As for Shelby, she still hasn't come out and said why she is here. I can't figure it out either. It annoys me sometimes cause, as you know, I usually know everyone's business. And Scott, our newest member, well, other than you. Like he said it was, drugs, I guess like Ezra's addiction. He hasn't really said why he was into the drugs, but I just assume it was like Ezra's addiction. So, what's been up with you? Out in the world and everything. Why did you come back?"
"You really don't wanna know."
"Yeah I do, I'm concerned about you."
"Well, I was never ready to leave first of all. My dad made me. He didn't have any more money to send me here and I don't think he wanted me to come here anyways. When I got home everything that happened before I got here last time resumed. My dad was drinking nonstop. It was fine for a while, I mostly stayed out of his way, but then the abuse started. It was horrible. I would leave home in the middle of the night cause I knew that when he got home from the bar he would come into my room and yell at me for something. It didn't help though. It only put the abuse off for a little while. When I tried to sneak back into the house he would catch me and beat me. It was no use. So finally, I decided that I would stay at one of my friend's house. That lasted about a week. When he finally realized that I never came home he came and found me. I was so embarrassed. He came to her house in the middle of the night and called for me. He wouldn't go away until I came out. When I finally did go out, he grabbed me by the arm and practically threw me into the car. We swerved down the road and he didn't even wait until we got all the way home before he began to hit me. By the time we reached the house he was done, my face a bloody mess and my body aching. He stopped the car, went in the house, took a few more swigs of the bottle and passed out on the couch. I started to think of how it would be better if I just tried to kill myself again. I had the bottle of pills in my hand, took one, two, three pills, but then I remembered what Peter told me before I left that day. He said that if I ever need anyone, anyone at all, that he was always there for me. That was when I knew that I had to come back here. If I didn't I knew I would die, either when my dad woke up or when I had enough guts to finish the bottle. So, I took off. I packed my things and headed out the door. I don't even know if my dad ever woke up. I caught a couple of trucks and here I am."
"You don't look like you were abused."
"I heal quick and I used a whole bottle of cover-up before I came here. I couldn't let everyone see me battered," she states pointing to her face. She lifts her shirt to show her battered back.
Auggie winces at the sight of the black-and-blues that cover her back. Some are purple, some yellow; the sight is so horrible he has to look away. "What are you going to do when he comes here looking for you?"
"I dunno yet. Run?"
"Run? To where? Anywhere you go you know that he will find you."
"I know, but I dunno. It was just an idea. I still have some time before he realizes that I'm not coming back. I just hope I will know what to do when he does."
"You will, and if you don't, you can always hide behind Peter."
"Peter was the one that let him take me last time. I don't think hiding behind him is a good idea."
"He might be your only hope. Did you show him the bruises?"
"No, I couldn't. I don't want anyone to know about them."
"You can't hide them forever."
"I know, but I can hide them until they go away."
"You should tell him. I'm serious. He can probably help."
"Yeah, I know. And maybe I will tell him. Just not now."
"Okay." Auggie looks down at his watch. It's 11:30. "Wow, it's late. I didn't hear the loudspeakers say lights out or anything."
"Either did I. I don't even know where I am supposed to sleep." They both stood up and started heading toward the lodges.
"Well, you can come and sleep with me."
"Yeah, I could." She smiles at him, "But I think I'll go sleep in the girl's room."
"Well, the offer is always on the table. Feel free anytime."
"Yeah, okay. Night Auggie."
"Sweet dreams," he put his hands on her cheeks, pulling her head down and kissed her forehead. She heads into the girl's room, stops in the doorway and watches him walk to his room across the way.
***
'Why did I do that?' Auggie thought as he made his way to the boys' room. 'What was I thinking? I'm with Jules. But, Sam, she was my first love. I love her. But I love Jules too. What am I going to do? I should have told her. I should have told her about Jules and me, but I couldn't. I couldn't see her get hurt like that. Not after all that bad that has just happened to her.'
Auggie walks quietly up the stairs to the boys' room, not wanting to awake anyone inside. He turns and looks back towards Sam, not having heard the door close behind her, but she was gone.
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A/N: you guys are such cheaters. Having one person put up the same review twice isn't suppose to count as 2 reviews. It should only count as one, but I really wanna post this chapter, so I guess you guys got lucky. Well, don't forget to review this chapter too and I'm not gonna tell you how many reviews you need to get the next one posted this time, so I guess if you read it you better review it. And I bet you wanna know what happens in the next chapter too right? Well, here it is. Sam has a crazy or you might say scary dream. So thanks for reading & reviewing my story.
Chapter: 3
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Auggie was waiting for Samantha and meets her as she leaves Peter's office. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asks.
"To tell you the truth, no, I'm not okay, but can we talk somewhere else? I don't want anyone else to hear what's wrong."
"Yeah, we can go to one of our old secret spots." They walk in silence and the sun began to set in the distance. They only stop once they were safe behind the woodpile. They knew that no one would come there. All the other groups were out hiking or doing whatever they do already and their group wasn't going anywhere so they knew that they will be alone.
"So, you wanna tell me what's wrong? Why you're here?" Auggie asks her.
"Well, can we just ease into it?" She pauses, not really wanting a response. "So, how have you been? What new things are they having you guys do?"
"You mean you want the scoop on everyone?" Auggie reads into her questions, knowing what she really means to ask. "Well, Ezra is the same, a druggie. Just the other day he was caught selling shrooms. I still don't get why he does it and I still don't know where he gets them. As for Daisy she is the same too. Almost got sent home about 3 weeks ago. They thought she was better. You know how she never really shows us who she really is thought. Fortunately they changed their minds and kept her here. Didn't help that she said she would try to hurt her dad. Jules," a smile comes to his face as her name leaves his mouth, "is good." He pauses a second and decides whether to say anything about him and her or not and then resumes. "She has actually been eating lately, but you know that that can change on a whim." Obviously he wasn't ready to tell Samantha that they were an item.
"And how are you?" she asks him.
"Well, I'm okay. I think anyways. I've been doing better than normally and now that you are here I'm sure I will be doing even better." He smiles again, this time thinking back to all the fun times he had with her.
"Who are the new people? What they do to end up coming here?"
"Well, Katherine, or Kat as we call her, she was adopted by white parents. I guess, well, she says she doesn't fit in with either the blacks or the whites, so her parents sent her here. I guess her grades were slipping and she was depressed all the time. They hoped that her being here would help her find herself. As for Shelby, she still hasn't come out and said why she is here. I can't figure it out either. It annoys me sometimes cause, as you know, I usually know everyone's business. And Scott, our newest member, well, other than you. Like he said it was, drugs, I guess like Ezra's addiction. He hasn't really said why he was into the drugs, but I just assume it was like Ezra's addiction. So, what's been up with you? Out in the world and everything. Why did you come back?"
"You really don't wanna know."
"Yeah I do, I'm concerned about you."
"Well, I was never ready to leave first of all. My dad made me. He didn't have any more money to send me here and I don't think he wanted me to come here anyways. When I got home everything that happened before I got here last time resumed. My dad was drinking nonstop. It was fine for a while, I mostly stayed out of his way, but then the abuse started. It was horrible. I would leave home in the middle of the night cause I knew that when he got home from the bar he would come into my room and yell at me for something. It didn't help though. It only put the abuse off for a little while. When I tried to sneak back into the house he would catch me and beat me. It was no use. So finally, I decided that I would stay at one of my friend's house. That lasted about a week. When he finally realized that I never came home he came and found me. I was so embarrassed. He came to her house in the middle of the night and called for me. He wouldn't go away until I came out. When I finally did go out, he grabbed me by the arm and practically threw me into the car. We swerved down the road and he didn't even wait until we got all the way home before he began to hit me. By the time we reached the house he was done, my face a bloody mess and my body aching. He stopped the car, went in the house, took a few more swigs of the bottle and passed out on the couch. I started to think of how it would be better if I just tried to kill myself again. I had the bottle of pills in my hand, took one, two, three pills, but then I remembered what Peter told me before I left that day. He said that if I ever need anyone, anyone at all, that he was always there for me. That was when I knew that I had to come back here. If I didn't I knew I would die, either when my dad woke up or when I had enough guts to finish the bottle. So, I took off. I packed my things and headed out the door. I don't even know if my dad ever woke up. I caught a couple of trucks and here I am."
"You don't look like you were abused."
"I heal quick and I used a whole bottle of cover-up before I came here. I couldn't let everyone see me battered," she states pointing to her face. She lifts her shirt to show her battered back.
Auggie winces at the sight of the black-and-blues that cover her back. Some are purple, some yellow; the sight is so horrible he has to look away. "What are you going to do when he comes here looking for you?"
"I dunno yet. Run?"
"Run? To where? Anywhere you go you know that he will find you."
"I know, but I dunno. It was just an idea. I still have some time before he realizes that I'm not coming back. I just hope I will know what to do when he does."
"You will, and if you don't, you can always hide behind Peter."
"Peter was the one that let him take me last time. I don't think hiding behind him is a good idea."
"He might be your only hope. Did you show him the bruises?"
"No, I couldn't. I don't want anyone to know about them."
"You can't hide them forever."
"I know, but I can hide them until they go away."
"You should tell him. I'm serious. He can probably help."
"Yeah, I know. And maybe I will tell him. Just not now."
"Okay." Auggie looks down at his watch. It's 11:30. "Wow, it's late. I didn't hear the loudspeakers say lights out or anything."
"Either did I. I don't even know where I am supposed to sleep." They both stood up and started heading toward the lodges.
"Well, you can come and sleep with me."
"Yeah, I could." She smiles at him, "But I think I'll go sleep in the girl's room."
"Well, the offer is always on the table. Feel free anytime."
"Yeah, okay. Night Auggie."
"Sweet dreams," he put his hands on her cheeks, pulling her head down and kissed her forehead. She heads into the girl's room, stops in the doorway and watches him walk to his room across the way.
***
'Why did I do that?' Auggie thought as he made his way to the boys' room. 'What was I thinking? I'm with Jules. But, Sam, she was my first love. I love her. But I love Jules too. What am I going to do? I should have told her. I should have told her about Jules and me, but I couldn't. I couldn't see her get hurt like that. Not after all that bad that has just happened to her.'
Auggie walks quietly up the stairs to the boys' room, not wanting to awake anyone inside. He turns and looks back towards Sam, not having heard the door close behind her, but she was gone.
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A/N: you guys are such cheaters. Having one person put up the same review twice isn't suppose to count as 2 reviews. It should only count as one, but I really wanna post this chapter, so I guess you guys got lucky. Well, don't forget to review this chapter too and I'm not gonna tell you how many reviews you need to get the next one posted this time, so I guess if you read it you better review it. And I bet you wanna know what happens in the next chapter too right? Well, here it is. Sam has a crazy or you might say scary dream. So thanks for reading & reviewing my story.
