Chapter 4 – More Memories

I walk home from school with Freddie. It's strange but somewhat comforting. We walk in silence to Bushwell Plaza and it's only once we are at Freddie's door that I snap out of my reverie. I had absentmindedly walked to Bushwell Plaza, my hand on Carly's doorknob, before realising where I was and what I was doing. Freddie gives me an odd look and I shrug it off.

"Habit." He just nods and bites his lower lip. "See ya Fredward," I say before turning to go downstairs again.

"See ya Sam," he replies with a smile. I smile back and walk down the stairs and out of the Plaza before realising what I just did. I smiled at Freddie. Woah that is weird.

I walk to the park and sit down on the bench that I'd slept on last night. 6 more hours, then I can sleep. I sigh and go over to the playground but bypass it and keep heading in the one direction. Before I know it, I am at my old house. Tears spring to my eyes for the second time today. I grab my keys from my bag and unlock the door. I peer inside, my vision blurred with tears. Even through my fuzzy eyes, I could still see that everything was the same as it was that night. The TV smashed up, the broken beer bottle; the blood spatters on the wall.

5 days before

I came home from school still sad about Carly. I missed doing iCarly and I missed my friend. We talked via email, IM and webcam but it wasn't the same. Carly was already on holidays and was going away to Florida for a few weeks and her laptop had crashed so we were out of contact for a while. I walked into my house and saw Steve, my mum's recent boyfriend, busy in the kitchen. I walked quietly past him and up to my room. Honestly, Steve scared me a little bit. I heard Sarah, my mum, pottering about in her room and saw Steve walk past my room and into Sarah's. It wasn't long before I heard them at it again and I grabbed my PearPod and turned my music up loud.

After a while Steve and Sarah went out to a pub and I went and watched Girly Cow on TV. A few hours later they came home and Steve was drunk, like Sarah. Steve got a bottle of beer from the fridge and took a swig. He saw me and started yelling at me.

"Turn that crap off and come here," he roared. I was scared cos I knew what he wanted me to do.

"No! Sam, no!" Sarah yelled at him, and me.

"Move it wench!" he yelled pushing mum aside, "Alright then, I'll turn it off!" Steve grabbed my baseball bat, well, the one I'd stolen from Freddie the night I found out he'd never kissed a girl. He lifted it above his head and swung drunkenly at the TV, smashing it to smithereens. I growled at him. He laughed and picked me up over his shoulder.

I screamed as I was thrown down onto the floor, Steve's vast mass pinning me down. He grabbed my wrists in one beefy hand and then taped my mouth shut, binding my wrists together with more tape. I couldn't move because he was on top of me and I tried to scream through my gag as he started feeling me up, getting his grotty hands under my shirt, ripping it off; my bra following it. He lowered his mouth to my breast and sucked of it so I head-butted him. He laughed and started undoing his fly. I squished my eyes shut and suddenly felt his weight taken off me. I opened my eyes to see him wrestling my mother.

I moved my wrists to my mouth and with my fingers, awkwardly ripped off my gag. Using my teeth, I tore through the tape binding my wrists. I jumped up and launched myself at Steve as he started to pummel Sarah. He pushed my away and downed the rest of the beer. Sarah seized her chance and started kicking him in the groin as he tottered to and fro. He just laughed and swung the bottle, smashing it against mum's head. He grabbed the neck of the bottle and stabbed Sarah with it, repeatedly in the chest. Deep crimson pools spread across her skanky white top, turning it red. I could hear someone screaming before I realised that it was me. I grabbed hold of Steve's hand to stop him and he just brought the bottle crashing on top of my head. I staggered, dazed, as I watched him beat my mother to a bloody pulp.

I silently moved into the kitchen and called the police. Just as I was about to replace the phone, Steve entered the room. I saw over his shoulder Sarah's body slumped against the wall and all I could see was red. Red blood trickling down the side of her face, spattered on the wall, pooling across her chest, dripping down her neck, turning her blonde hair scarlet. I gulped and focused back on Steve. He swung and I ducked, hiding behind the island in the middle of the kitchen. He grabbed a fresh bottle of beer and downed it one gulp, grabbing two new ones and repeating the process. He staggered and fell to the ground. I seized my chance and grabbed the meat cleaver and swung it, cutting through the jugular, carotid and thyroid. Blood streamed from his neck and he gurgled as he struggled to breathe. Enraged, I swung harder and faster, crimson liquid flying everywhere. I put the meat cleaver down and punched the dying man in the face, wrapping my hands around his bloody neck, choking him. He gurgled some more and I laughed maniacally, his blood on my hands. I picked up the knife again and swung for the final time, cutting through the last remaining flesh holding his head on. The knife tore free and Steve's ugly mug was detached, sliding to the floor with a slippery thud, spattering blood everywhere. Shocked at what I'd done, I dropped the knife and stared at my blood-stained hands. I ran to my room, grabbed some things and raced out the door. I couldn't go back. Not now, not ever.

I gasp in horror as if I'd just done it again. I walk into the kitchen and see everything as it was that night, the knife, the blood and the body. I scream and, taking shallow breaths, I race back outside, seeing only the red of that night. I raced back to the park, realising that I must have been standing in my living room for a while. It is already sunset. I sit down on the park bench, shaking violently.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long to update! I had major writers block. Not as I planned this chapter to go, but I reckon it's better than my last idea. Sorry if I was too graphic. Please read and review! :D

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