Theodore's POV
After some time trying to convince her to get her to come with me, we stopped at the parking lot that overlooked the beach. Samantha didn't stop crying and stare at the emptiness outside. I wanted to help her but I didn't know how to anymore. I'm her older brother and my job is to be there for her… but I wasn't doing a hell of a job. In fact I was doing the opposite of everything that I was supposed to do. I killed off the engine and looked at her with utmost compassion. She was in pain and I would rather take it on me rather than having her endure all of this.
'You know… when I was younger I used to believe that we live inside giants and we are the giants for the other humans that inhabit our insides. I know it's stupid… but I think that that is part of the reason why I wanted to become a doctor. The body always fascinated me…' I started as I rubbed my stubble. '… and when we cry, I always believed that maybe there was rain that was falling on our faces… or maybe the people inside us are discarded the excess water inside from our eyes in drops…' I chuckled.
Samantha's POV
He kept talking and saying things. I could barely comprehend anything he was saying. My mind was filled with things that happened, and I did. How could I do that? I could have killed him! I know I didn't… but…
'…and when we're pooping they're discarding…' Theodore continued as I cut him off unexpectedly without even me noticing.
'I was pregnant…' I blurted out before I could even stop myself.
Theodore's POV
She took me off guard with her comment. I remained staring at her in a static position. No there had to be a mistake. She couldn't be pregnant. If anything we would have noticed!
'Come again?' I asked calmly.
'Nothing…' She replied.
'Oh no… you're not going there now…' I stopped her immediately. '… you were pregnant? When? How? There has to be a mistake…' I continued.
'I lost it…' She replied as she let her head drop. 'I killed my baby… I killed my own child…' She cried.
'Samantha… Sammy honey calm down…' I quickly undid her seatbelt and pulled her onto my lap and rocked her back and forth. 'Shh baby girl… shh… relax…' I kept repeating until her cries turned to sobs. 'Sammy…'
'I lost it…' She started. '…and it's all my fault…'
'Samantha…' I was about to ask her.
'It was when I was in boarding school. I was 11.' She replied with sobs crushing her body. I felt numb at that moment, until I got it. Someone abused my sister and she got pregnant. She got pregnant and nobody knew. Anger started to build inside me.
'What happened?' I asked her again as I took a deep breath.
'You must be ashamed of me. When I discovered I was pregnant… I didn't want the baby… I fell on purpose down the stairs and I still didn't miscarry… I tried everything… even alcohol…'
'Wow… alcohol?'
'I was in a church boarding school Theodore. They kept their wines for church use. It's easy to try and obtain some.' She replied as she avoided my eyes. My heart was pounding in my chest as the dreaded question was nearing.
'Who was the father?' I asked calmly while she remained silence. 'Samantha?' I pressed.
'I promised I wouldn't tell… The sisters took care of everything… the miscarriage… him… they took care of everything on the condition that I keep my mouth shut… but he's here now and things happened and I… I twisted a knife in his abdomen… I… killed my own baby and now…'
'Samantha calm down…' I stopped her and shook her gently from her shoulders. She was panicking and I didn't want her to break down just now, but it was to no avail. She kept crying and repeating that it was all her fault. Until finally it hit me. She was at work… everything changed once…. But no it can't be… it didn't make any sense to me. I pulled her off my lap and onto the passenger seat. I quickly grabbed my phone and my way to the passenger seat where she was still rocking herself. I dialed home and Gail picked up.
'Grey's residence…'
'Hi Gail, is mum there?' I went straight to the point.
'She's in her study dear. Do you need anything?'
'Please pass her on now… It's an emergency…' I said again panicky.
'Oh my.. emergency? What happened?' She asked again.
'I'll explain later… just please get mum on the phone.' I insisted as I made sure that Sam wasn't close to hurting herself. After few seconds mum was on the line.
'Teddy love, Gail said it's urgent…'
'Mum, how long will it take you to come to Regency Park lane?'
'What?' She asked confused.
'Mum, just come as fast as you can. Samantha… something happened to her, and things are ugly. She's panicked and I don't know how to get her to calm down…'
'Samantha? Oh God… I'll be right there… I'll call your fa…'
'No… don't tell dad for now. We need to get some facts straight and you both won't like the situation how it is. You could keep him calm while…'
'Ok Theodore… but I'm not keeping any secrets from your father after everything…' She cut me off.
'Yes mum.'
'Taylor and I are on the way…'
'Please hurry up…'
I kept trying to whisper soft comforting words, trying to get her to calm down, but nothing worked. She kept saying things, mumbling… I was getting some things… but from what I could understand Jennifer knew the whole lot. Until it came to the part of yesterday. She kept saying that she didn't want to but he did anyhow… she kept saying how she wanted everything to stop. Until mum came with Taylor and she was astounded with things as much as I was.
'What the hell happened Theodore?' She asked me as she took a look at the state Samantha was. I pulled her gently away from her whilst Taylor kept a close eye on Samantha.
'Mum… I think we should take her to the hospital. She… from what I could understand… someone raped her yesterday… she's having a break down…' I replied as she remained staring at me as she paled.
'Oh God…' She replied as she ran towards her and hugged her tight to her. 'Shh baby girl… everything will be fine now… mummy's here…' She kept telling her as she lifted her off.
'Theodore, call your grandmother and tell her we're coming in.' She ordered as she transferred Samantha to the SUV. 'Not a word to Christian Taylor.' She ordered in an instant while Taylor simply took off in the car with me behind them.
Anastasia's POV
In few minutes we made it to the hospital, and Grace was already there waiting for us. Taylor carried Samantha to a gurney and soon my baby was surrounded by doctors. They were doing tests over tests and the worst part was that they didn't allow me to stay with her. There was nothing I could do. I was so helpless. I dropped myself on a nearby chair and let everything sink in. Theodore told me some things that I couldn't yet believe. 11… she was a kid! She's still a kid! Maybe it's better that she lost it… but in any case… that had to be one hell of an experience. A miscarriage at such a young age.
'Mrs. Grey…' Taylor took me out of my thoughts as he came running in with Sawyer.
'Theodore… please go and keep your eye on your sister.'
'…but mother…'
'Theodore… do not battle me on this one… ok?'
'Ok mum… If you need anything.'
'I will need something… when it comes to tell your father…' I replied exasperated as I rubbed his shoulder gently. 'Go…' I smiled weakly.
'Just say it Taylor…' I spit out as I made sure that Theodore wasn't at any hearing distance.
'We pulled the file…' He started as he handed it to me. 'Sister Mary – the head, took care of everything. The name of the abuser isn't listed anywhere, but Dr. Greene...'
'My Dr. Greene?' I asked as I skimmed through the file.
'Her cousin…' Sawyer confirmed. 'I've already contacted her and she agrees to talk to you at your earliest convenience. She never agreed to anything the school did. Samantha was…'
'3 months along…' I chocked. 'Have you called Christian?'
'He's on his way…'
'Did you tell him anything?' I turned to Taylor.
'Just that something's up…'
'Let me guess… he gave you a hard time?'
'I told him that we had to get Samantha to the ER… That's all…'
'Thank you Taylor…' I smiled weakly. 'I'm holding on to this file…'
'Sure… Do you need anything else?'
'Yes… as a matter of fact I do…' I replied. 'I need you to get me everything on that hell whole… I need you to get me the private number of Sister Mary, an appointment with Dr. Greene for tonight at 18.00 and I need all the information and investigation that happened after Sam's miscarriage and the abuser. I want you to dig deep even if it's illegal… Am I clear?'
'Yes Mrs. Grey…'
'…and Sawyer?'
'Yes?'
'I need 24 hour security with my daughter day and night school or not every single day. Am I clear?'
'Yes Mrs. Grey.' He replied as Christian came running in.
Christian's POV
I was in a middle of a meeting when the dreaded telephone call came forward. I couldn't even concentrate on anything that was being said. I simply dismissed everyone and made my way to the hospital. I could feel it in my guts that something dreadful happened… I sped towards the hospital. Neither my mother nor Ana were picking up. I tried my father, but he knew nothing of what was happening. He took off everything and came straight to the hospital as well. As I entered through the ER doors, I saw Ana close to crying and on edge. She had the angry look in her eyes but she was pained. Taylor and Sawyer left us as alone. A nurse came forward and asked us to wait into a small conference room till the doctor comes to update us… and I was waiting for the bomb to drop.
'Ana just tell me what happened?!' I asked for the third time.
'This is what happened…' She threw me the file as she paced along. I stared at her questioningly. 'Aren't you going to read that shit?' She said again.
'Not until you tell me what's wrong with Samantha!'
'She's been raped Christian… Our little girl… she's been tamed… abused…' She crumbled to the ground. I felt dizzy in a minute, and I couldn't concentrate on anything.
'What?' I finally found my voice.
'Samantha… I know why she didn't want to stay at school. I know…' She said again as I joined her at the corner of the room. 'Samantha was… she got pregnant when she was 11 Christian…' Ana started. 'The school hid everything… even the miscarriage…' she continued. 'Everything's in the file. There was no court hearing… nothing… the school took care of everything…'
Anastasia's POV
'How… Why… What?' He kept asking.
'Just read the damn file Christian! I can't do it…' I replied as he complied and the little colour left in his face drained.
'How did we not know?' He asked.
'Seriously! That's the first question that comes to mind?' I counteracted. 'I don't know… maybe you should better ask how she got raped again? Don't you get it Christian? Her abuser is back… and we didn't realize anything…'
'Oh God… I did this… I didn't listen to her when she begged me to take her home…' He broke down. 'How could I do that? She begged me millions of times to…' He cried. 'Where is she?'
'Theodore's keeping an eye on her…' I started as the door opened and Grace came in.
'Mother…' Christian stood up immediately.
'Christian, darling…'
'Grace… please tell me there is some good news…' I begged as I stood up.
'Ana, honey I think we should all sit down… There is plenty to talk about…'
'How's Samantha?'
'Theodore's with her…' She replied. '…but things are ugly…'
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