Chapter 10 – Break Down
A/N: I know you all hate me but ya know what…now my story has a conflict. XD Yeay!! Hehehe, so your pouts shall nae harm me…XD Anyhow, dude, chill out…issa just a story….don't need to send an unruly mob after me for making a little plot twist…okay, you can but I bruise easy. –ducks flying objects thrown at her- ^_^;;;
Sam didn't actually know where she was stomping off to. It was kind of random, kind of blurred; all she knew was that her throat was tightening on her as she continued to choke back tears. So that was it – cheating on her? That was why he was never around? With HER? With that slut? The angry thoughts continued to fill her as she started to grow more and more angry. Anger – it made the tears go away. She wan't sad, she was angry.
She remembered the feeling all too well.
"Gonna cheat on me, huh?" she asked herself out loud as she continued to speed walk. "Gonna cheat on me, is he?!"
After the fact sunk in she found her leg outstretched into a random soda machine. The glass shattered around her foot and she only lowered it and looked at it for a long time. And then she laughed. It wasn't a real laugh, but an eerie creepy sort of cackle, void of sanity. It was an evil laugh.
She had completely snapped and she loved it. All the pain went away the moment she tapped into it again. In its place was a haze of need to break everything she saw, to keep any thoughts of what she just saw away.
"Sam?"
Her left eye twitch as she heaved large breaths. She twirled around and just stared blankly in front of her, not at Spike who was staring at her oddly.
"Sam?"
Another laugh. It even made Spike back away.
"Are you okay?" he asked, timidly.
"Am I okay?" she snorted. "Am I okay, you ask?"
"Er…yeah…"
And then she completely lost her control.
She grabbed Spike and smashed him into the already broken soda machine. The loose glass pieces cut him up. She started to punch him, wildly, probably hurting him. She didn't care. Every punch was draining her anger…
Then she picked him up and threw him into a trash can. He yelped in pain.
"SAM! SAM! GET OFF HIM!" She was dragged off him, kicking and squirming like a wild animal.
"Let me go!"
Chris got her fist into his eye and an elbow in his stomach for his troubles. He let her go and fell backwards, clutching his face. He looked up, holding his face, and saw Sam retreating.
"Spike." Chris struggled up, going to the aid of the younger Dudley. He was knocked out. People had came at the noise to see what happened. "Call for help." He told them, then left the crowd.
"Have to find Raven, have to find…" he felt his head spinning and swallowed the need to puke. She had really gotten him.
He only got to Raven's room before he fell in front of it. A minute later Raven looked out to find a panting Chris lying there. He was shocked at the sight, and picked him up as best as he could and got him into the locker room. He propped him up against the wall and saw the carnage that was his face.
"Chris? Chris, you awake?" he shook him lightly.
"Yeah…" he groaned. Raven got one of his ice packs and offered it to the dazed-looking guy. He took it and pressed it to his eye, wincing the entire time.
"What the hell happened? You look like a train hit you."
"Worse. Sam's fist decided to get friendly with my face." He muttered.
"What? What are you talking about? Sam did this?" Raven asked. "Chris, explain yourself!"
"Rob was having fun with Stacy and she snapped. Crazy, insane." Chris stated with another pained groan. "Almost broke Spike in two, probably broke a couple ribs in me. Fuck…"
"You mean Rob was…"
"Cheating? That was how it looked like. He has a fucking death wish." He shook his head slowly.
"I can't believe…"
"Me either, but I saw it with my own eyes. Raven, you're the only one that can control her. You gotta get her rage attack down. I don't even think she was in there the entire beating up process. She was like a wild animal!"
"She's reverted back to her old ways." He looked down.
"Guess so." Chris shrugged. "Even so, she's on a warpath."
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." Raven mused.
"What the hell does that mean?"
Raven rolled his eyes. "It means stay away from her if you want to keep all your body parts intact."
"Don't need to tell me twice." Chris shuddered.
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"Sam, please listen…"
Click.
She didn't let him talk. Wouldn't ever allow him to get a sentence in.
She hadn't left her room besides the few times she snuck out to feed herself with enough food to ebb her hunger for a bit. Never anything good for her, nothing that gave her anything. Her room was always dark. She didn't speak, didn't do anything stimulating to her mind. She didn't want to. She just wanted to die.
A million questions ran through her mind. Was she not good enough? Was this her fault? And most of all, why did she ever let him get close? She knew it was a mistake, she knew it…she had gotten too comfortable.
Not anymore.
Anger was her friend. Coldness was her friend. She didn't realize she missed the need to break things, to destroy things, until she got it back. It was powerful. It clouded her brain to the point where all she was doing was plotting the match she would have with Rob where she would force him to repent for scorning her. And he WOULD pay. She was already ready to break every bone in his body. She would make him feel the pain she refused to feel. And she would show no mercy, not on him, not on anyone.
There had been knocks at her door. A couple of them. She never opened the door. She knew most of them was Rob, a lot of them was Chris, some of them were Kurt. She didn't want to talk. Talking was done. Friendship was done. She had tried that and look where it got her?
Day 4 of no one saw her was when Raven finally came around. She heard the knock, heard his voice. She was the most compelled she ever was since the incident to open the door, but decided against it. Even Raven couldn't help her anymore.
And then the door opened.
Light flooded into her pitch black room and it took her eyes a bit to adjust. She said nothing, did not move. So he got a key. So he got into her room. It meant nothing.
"Sam?"
She did not answer. Suddenly the lights in the room went on, and she winced again at the even larger amount of lights hitting her eyes. She slowly looked toward Raven, who held her room key. How he got it she didn't care.
"Get out."
It was two words that she said with such venom that it even surprised herself.
"No."
She glared toward him.
"Now."
"You don't scare me like you scare everyone else." He warned. She was growing impatient, her short fuse already lit. He had closed the door behind him.
"Just go away."
"You can't sit in your room forever, Sam. I won't let you."
"Bite me, Raven."
The two glared at each other. "I'm not leaving."
She stood up then, her temper flaring up instantly. "I mean it, Raven, get out!"
"Not until you talk to me."
She threw a punch. Raven instantly ducked out of the way and caught her hand.
"Get out! JUST GET OUT!"
"Don't make me hurt you."
"You, hurt me? Ha! I'm fucking ten times more hardcore then you are you freak!"
"It's the anger talking, Sam! You've lost control!"
She ripped her hand from his grasp, looking extremely pissed. "You don't know shit, Raven!"
"I don't know shit, huh?!" he cried. "I don't know the pain of being totally dumped for an idiot? I don't know sorrow?"
She got a punch in, not listening. It connected with his shoulder, though it was aimed at his gut. He just barely managed to duck from that area so the punch didn't hit as hard. She tried again and he caught her arm this time. Then he punched her back.
She staggered back, her face showing her astonishment. "You hit me!"
"I just want to help, Sam."
She was beyond listening as she went for him again. He grabbed her and she flailed, connecting with his body, scratching him. He barely noticed it, and this confused her even more. When did he get so strong? It got to the point her movement made him pin her to the ground, under him. Her arms could not lift under the weight of the power of his arms.
"Listen to me!"
"Fuck off, Raven!"
"I'm not going to let you do this to yourself!" he glared down at her. "You can't let this destroy you. You're a fucking animal, Sam!"
"I don't care anymore. I don't care! Let me go you son of a bitch!"
It was a mistake on his part. She managed to lift her leg up and it squarely connected in a place that got him off her quickly. She got up and she smirked evilly. She looked as though she was going to kill him.
"Go ahead, keep hitting me. If that'd make you feel better, fine." Raven said, gritting his teeth. Sam motioned the start of a kick to the gut but mid-swing she stopped, feeling a twinge of guilt. How could Raven evoke so much emotion in the stare he was giving her, even though it was mixed with so much physical pain? "Kick me! Go ahead!"
She gulped back the lump in her throat, lowering her foot. It was as if the anger sort of drained at the thought of hurting Raven. Of all people, she could not forget all the times she had been her emotional support. He was always there, even at her lowest.
And now he was with her when she went even lower. She fell back onto the bed, and just started bawling. The feelings she was repressing for the last few days were coming out at the single memory of how she used to be.
Raven did nothing but sit next to her, not actually touching her though. She just needed comfort, needed something that wasn't solitude. She finally let herself lean against him. That was when he put an arm around her.
"How could he? How could he?" she sobbed, feeling embarrassment and shame at her outburst already.
Raven didn't say anything, he just let her ramble on. It worked, she felt the tears drying up as she got all her anger out through words. When she finally regained control of herself she wiped the tears from her cheeks and moved away from Raven, her emotional barriers already up. She sniffed and tried to get at least some of her dignity back.
"Why can't you just leave?" she muttered unhappily.
"Because I can't let you kill yourself over this. I don't know what happened exactly, Sam, but if he did cheat on you…he doesn't deserve you. It isn't the other way around. Never think that."
She just sighed loudly, sadly.
"I hate people." She muttered.
"Welcome to my thought pattern." He smirked.
"I'm going to kill everyone."
"Not surprising."
"Friendship is nothing now."
"You shouldn't give up your new-found happiness for…"
"Happiness leads to this, Raven. I don't care anymore. No more happy Sam. No more helpful Sam. And it started with that Dudley."
"Well, in that case, he was a good example. He had to get a lot of stitches because of you." He shook his head. "He looks like he's been hit by nine cars."
"Damn, I knew I shouldn't have let him off so easy…"
"Sam…" Raven warned.
"I don't care anymore. I knew if I cared about anyone else…look what happened. Fuck it."
"Whatever you say, Sam. By the way, your eye is swelling."
"You hit me that hard?" she touched her face and winced. "Bitch."
"You deserved it." He smirked. She just rolled her eyes, then winced once again.
"Whatever." She paused. "I think I'm going to go to sleep now."
"You okay now?"
"Not really." She sighed. "But whatever."
"I'm always here."
"I know."
She looked at him and then looked down. "Stay with me until I go to sleep?"
She didn't want to lose the contact she was having. She hadn't had it in what felt like ages. He was her only link to the human world now. She knew she couldn't trust anyone but him. Raven said nothing but nodded, and she knew he was probably reading her thoughts.