A/N: Here's chapter two. I plan on putting another one up later today but we'll see.

Disclaimer: I don't own NDSSG much as I wish I did, but I doubt I'd know what to do with them. More general unpleasantness in this chapter and still more to come. Stick with it people, it won't be all that bad…

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I was supposed to have been there with her at the game. I am her girlfriend after all. The only reason I wasn't was because my mom was sick, dad was out of town, and my little brothers needed to be watched. I had called her around six to tell her I couldn't be there, but I wanted to be, and to be careful. She told me not to worry about her, she'd be fine.

She was wrong. And I feel so guilty about the whole thing. Her mom called me right after the hospital called her. My mom was asleep, as were the boys, it was well after eleven. I heard what Mrs. Crabgrass had to say and I was out the door in moments en route to the hospital.

When I got there the nurses wouldn't let me see her, it was after visiting hours and only immediate family was allowed through. Since I wasn't technically immediate family I was stuck at the desk. Fortunately her father was just arriving and vouched for me.

One of the nurses took the both of us to a room, the room that held Suzie and her watchful mother. Mrs. Crabgrass had only had time to tell me that Suzie was hurt and in the hospital over the phone and seeing her lying in that bed…she looked so small and fragile. When Mrs. Crabgrass told both Mr. Crabgrass and I what had happened to her we were all in tears.

Her mother said seeing Suzie handle herself while talking to the police and the nurses made her proud. She was calm and answered all their questions without breaking down. I think it's because she knew they were only trying to help her get her life back to normal.

I wouldn't have handled it nearly so well. I cried at the hospital when I saw her, cried harder at hearing what had happened. I can't imagine how she must feel.

It all made me so angry, and shocked that this could happen, and guilty that I wasn't there to stop it. Mostly I felt guilty…if I had been there none of this would have happened and Suzie would be at home and just fine right now. I told that to her parents too. I was sobbing but they managed to make out the words 'my fault' and 'so sorry' and they tried to tell me it wasn't. It didn't make me feel better knowing that they didn't blame me, it only made me feel worse because I sure as hell blame myself. How can they not blame me when I blame myself?

Visiting hours for non-family had long since ended and I needed to leave, the doctors didn't want me around or in the way. The nurse was trying to usher me out but I didn't want to go, Suzie hadn't even woken up yet! I did leave, but only after I kissed Suzie's forehead (which was practically the only undamaged spot on her body).

I wanted to go out and kill those three bastards for what they'd done! But I couldn't, it wouldn't fix anything, and it wouldn't help Suzie, and that's all I really wanted to do.

I cried on the way home and when I got there I climbed into bed with my mother and cried some more. Seeing Suzie hurting breaks my heart. I blame myself for what happened; I was supposed to have been there. I could have protected her! Two people would have had a better chance at fending them off; they probably wouldn't have attacked at all. My mother didn't know what was wrong and I couldn't tell her. I couldn't get the words our past my shame and fear, so she just held onto me telling me it would all be okay. I wanted to believe her, but I had the worst feeling that more was yet to come.

And damn it, I hate when I'm right.

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A/N: That's it for chapter two, the next one is already in the works, might even be up just after this one. Leave your thoughts, I'm curious to hear them.