English is NOT my native language!
Disclaimer:
Don't own the "Saved by the Bell"-characters. Someone else
does…
Rating:
I don't know anything about these ratings, but let's say T or
PG-13. Just to be safe...
Warnings:
Deals with some disturbing and mature themes. Don't like, don't
read…
I haven't
seen this show in a while, so I'm sorry if some things don't add
up with what happened on the show. I kinda rearranged the timeline…
Instead of being situated in the early nineties, it's now situated
in the next century. Our own timeline. Still the college years
though… So maybe you could say it is slightly AU…
Genre:
Drama / Tragedy (I know SbtB is a comedy show, but hey… life can't
be fun all the time! Trust me, I know… Let's bring on the drama…)
Summary:
Everyone's lives change drastically when one of their own is
badly hurt…
Chapter 3
"Hey!" Slater called when Zack entered the dorm suite. 'Hey," Zack answered softly and closed the door behind him. "How did it go?" Kelly asked curiously. Zack sighed. "Not that well," he started, "He sent me away…" Slater looked at Zack in disbelief. "What?" he called out. "He sent you away? Why?" Zack shook his head. "I don't know, I thought he would be glad to see me… I… I just don't know…" He sat down on the couch next to Kelly. "Well, maybe he just needs time," Lisa said from across the room. "Maybe..." Zack answered, "Man… I can only imagine how he must feel…"
"I think I know how he feels," Jessie said quietly. Everyone looked questioningly at the tall young woman who sat on a chair in the back corner of the room. "He feels humiliated and ashamed... He thinks that it's his fault… that he's a failure… that he's not a man… And he's afraid we all think that as well." Jessie's voice was soft but bitter. "Jess," Kelly said, "how do you know he feels that way?" Jessie remained quiet and then it hit Kelly. "Oh no honey," she exclaimed and stood up from the couch to embrace her friend. "Please don't tell me you were…" "No!" Jessie interrupted her. "No, I wasn't… almost but… no, I wasn't raped." Kelly couldn't help but sigh in relief. "You want to talk about it?" she asked. Jessie shook her head. "Not really," she replied but then decided to tell it anyway. "It happened a couple of years ago… I was fifteen… A friend of my father stepped by for a visit, but my dad wasn't home at that moment. I let him in… he always seemed nice, so… And then suddenly he was all over me…" They all listened carefully to Jessie's story. No one dared to move or speak. Slater looked dumbfounded at his girlfriend. She never told him this! Why? Why hadn't he noticed anything? There was that feeling again… Guilt.
"What happened?" Lisa asked softly, afraid to break the silence. Jessie smiled. "My dad came home," she answered, "He literally kicked the man out… We never saw him again." "Did you press charges?" Zack asked. Jessie shook his head. "No, I didn't want to. I didn't want to talk about it… didn't want you guys to know…" Slater stood up and kneeled in front of her. "Why Jess?" he asked, "We would never have judged you… you know that! We would never have said that it was your fault or anything like that…" Jessie smiled at him and stroked his hair. "I know that now," she said while a tear slid down her cheek. "But at that particular moment… I… I felt so bad… bad about myself… I can't really describe it… It's like you didn't only fail your friends and family, it's like you failed yourself as well… Your head is filled with many conflicting feelings! You know that it wasn't your fault, but something keeps telling you that it was… Really… It drives you crazy… Well, it almost drove ME crazy…"
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Jessie," Zack said to her and smiled gently at her. "Thanks for telling us… It kinda makes me understand why Screech sent me away…" Jessie nodded. "Where are Alex and Leslie?" Zack asked suddenly, changing the subject completely. "They're staying at another dorm suite for a while," Kelly answered, "They figured we needed time together, so they arranged for another place to sleep so Jessie and Lisa can stay here for a while." Zack nodded. "That's real nice of them," he said. "Yes it was," Jessie answered, "I told them it wasn't necessary, but they insisted on it… You guys have some good friends around here." Lisa nodded in agreement.
"Did inspector Wood call?" Zack asked. Inspector Wood was a man in his mid-thirties who was investigating Screech's case. "Yes he did," Slater answered, "but he didn't have any new information… They can't seem to be able to track this guy down… He changes names quickly, and the fact that the guy is a master of disguise doesn't really help either." Damn! Zack cursed inwardly. Inspector Wood had visited them a couple of days ago, telling them exactly who it was they were looking for. "Ray Simmons…" the inspector had told them. Well, so much for Mr. Richards, Zack had thought when he heard the real name of his new teacher. Inspector Wood had showed them a picture as well. Zack had been dumbfounded. The guy didn't look like their teacher at all! Then inspector Wood had told them the rest of the story. "We've been looking for this guy for years… He's killed over 20 people in the last 5 years… Same MO every time… He gets them to like him… earns their trusts and then he attacks… He kidnaps them, hurts them in any way possible… watches them suffer… watches their spirit break… and when that's done, he kills them… Screech has been the only one to survive so far, which makes him special… He's a key person in this case… His testimony, his story could help us catch this guy… However, the fact that Screech survived also makes him a potential new victim again… Simmons' victims usually don't live to tell… He has unfinished business…"
Great! Zack had thought. Just great… A psychopath is after Screech… or a sociopath… Whatever! The guy is a madman anyway… "Will he get security?" he had asked. "Yes he will…" the inspector had answered. And so he had. Two agents had been outside Screech's hospital room from the moment he was brought in. Still, Zack thought his friend wasn't completely safe.
"Zack?" Slater called which woke Zack from his thoughts. He looked up at his friend. "You alright?" Slater asked. Zack nodded. "Yes, I am," he answered, "I just hope Screech will be too…" Slater walked over to his friend and put a hand on his shoulder. "He will be," he said softly, "He has to be…"
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Screech lay on his side on the hospital bed and looked outside the window. The view wasn't spectacular, but it couldn't bother him. He didn't care… He wanted to go home. He had said it to his mother about half an hour ago. Well, not really said it… he had practically begged her to take him home with her. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Eventually he had cried. His mother had soothed him and had decided to ask the doctor whether it would be possible for Screech to go home. She hadn't come back yet.
Screech's mind was racing again. What happens when I get home? My life won't be the way it was… It will never be the way it was! How will my parents treat me? Hell, my father won't even look at me when he visits me HERE! Maybe I should go back to the dorm suite… But what about my friends? Will they hate me? Maybe they won't look at me either? Maybe they're not my friends anymore… The whole school must know about me… I can't take that… I don't want to see… don't want to see everyone look at me like I'm damaged… But I am damaged… Do I really want to go home? Maybe I'm better off here…
He heard the door open. Without looking he knew who it was. "Samuel?" his mother called. He turned around to face her. She smiled gently at him. "I talked to the doctor," she said softly. "Guess what? He says you can go home at the end of the day…" He tried to smile back at her, but failed miserably as he actually burst into tears. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Oh sweetheart," his mother said and stroked his hair. Screech couldn't help but flinch at the touch. "Sorry," he whispered again. "It's okay, Samuel," his mother said, still stroking his hair. "You're going to be fine… just fine…" Screech listened to her encouraging words but couldn't help but hear some doubt in her voice. I'm not so sure of it either, mom…
TBC
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