A/N: I feel like things are starting to wrap up a little bit with this story so it will be ending soon here. Questions will be answered more as the remaining chapters are written. I have no clear, clear ending for this story, but it might come up soon. I hope you enjoy this chapter and I apologize for it being so short, but I'm currently battling keeping my eyes open at the moment so this is all you're going to get.

College started for me today so my updates for my stories won't always be updated on the scheduled time. I'm going to try and update one story a day and hopefully then people will be happy. Today I will be updating this story and next week I'll update I Need You Now. (I hope everyone understands what I mean). I have four classes this semester and I'm getting homework in all of them so my time is limited.

I don't want any of you to think that I have given up on my stories.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Rollercoaster of Emotions

"Samantha, what happened to your neck?" Peyton asks one more time trying to get Sam to talk to her.

Sam shakes her head.

"No talking, I'm sleepy."

Peyton pulls Sam up.

"I don't think so girlie. I need to get you home and you need to explain to me what the hell happened to your neck."

Sam leans into Peyton and closes her eyes.

"She killed her," Sam whispers. "I hate Melissa."

Peyton stopped walking and looked Sam in the eye.

"Honey, what are you talking about? Did Melissa do this?"

"No more talking," Sam says with a yawn.

Knowing she wasn't going to get that far, Peyton picks Sam up in her arms and carries her to her car.

-WLOM-

Brooke hangs up her phone and sighs. She looks at Julian's worn-out look and sighs.

"That was Peyton," Julian looks at Brooke with tears in his eyes. "She's sleeping now, but Peyton says it's because she's coming down from her high." Brooke watches as Julian gets up and starts pacing the floor. "She's also got a bruise on her neck. Apparently somebody hurt her, but Sam wasn't coherent enough to tell her."

"I can't do this again," Julian utters. "I hated doing it the first time. I can't do this again Brooke. She's my little girl, but I can't do this. I can't handle her."

Brooke rushes up to Julian and wraps him in a hug trying to comfort him.

"You can't talk like that Julian. You are all she has right now. We need to help her. If this drug thing is happening more than once, then we get her treatment. We will be there for her. If there is anything else going on then we have to try and help her with that too, but don't you dare give up on her!"

"Sara was always better at this," Julian admits as he pulls away from Brooke. "She was always the disciplinarian. I was only there part time. I'm not Sara and it kills me that I'm not like her because then maybe Sam wouldn't be acting like she is right now. I failed fatherhood."

"Julian, you can't fail fatherhood. You've done more than enough to make up for the time you were gone. Let's not worry about it right now. Let's get Sam's room ready for when she gets her and let her sleep off her high and then we can have a long conversation."

Julian relents and follows his fiancé into his daughter's room.

-WLOM-

Julian closed the door to his daughter's room and walked into the living room where Brooke and Peyton were talking quietly. Peyton had arrived at the house a few minutes ago with Sam in her arms and all Julian could do was take his daughter from Peyton's arms and put her to bed. His little girl was high and the bruising around her neck made him really pissed off and he wanted to know what the hell happened yesterday for her to be like that.

"What do you know Peyton?" Julian demanded to know as Peyton and Brooke stopped talking.

"She kept muttering that she killed her, but I don't know who she or her is."

"This is so frustrating! I want to know what the hell happened to my daughter!"

"Julian, has she told you about a face from the past that ended up being her teacher?" Peyton asks carefully. She didn't know if Sam had told her father yet or not.

"What are you talking about?" Julian questions with a furrowed eyebrow.

"Melissa is Sam's teacher and she's been giving her a hard time."

"She shouldn't be allowed to teach that abusive bitch," Julian says harshly.

Brooke looks at Julian in surprise. She had never really heard those words from Julian before. She didn't know what to feel at the moment. Her emotions were everywhere.

"I think the only answers you are going to get are from your daughter and you won't get that until her high goes away."

Julian sits down on the couch and closes his eyes in defeat.

"Thanks for finding her Peyton. We've got it from here."

Peyton stands up from her spot and nods her head.

"Fill me in on the situation later, will you?"

Brooke nods her head and Peyton leaves the house. Julian turns to Brooke.

"How do I help her?" Julian asks in defeat.

That was a question that Brooke had no answer to.