Rock Star Life
By: Karilicious123
Chapter 10: Justice
Everyone stood there, frozen, staring at Samantha. They did not like staring at her, but they honestly did not know what to say.
The second those 3 words left her mouth (I was raped), nobody could control themselves. Yes, on the outside they remained frozen, but on the inside, they were each dying in their own separate ways. Haley was dying because she knew that she was the irresponsible 'aunt' who let her go on her own when she was very upset, causing her to have the opportunity to run away and be attacked. Peyton was dying because this was her baby 'niece' who was violated. Peyton cared for Sam so much; like her own daughter, and Peyton was the kind of person who hurt when someone she loved hurt as well. Lucas was dying with an eagerness that was, taking over his body, to remove the genitals off of the man that did this to Sam. Nathan was dying because he just accused a rape victim of being selfish.
They were all dying, but they had to remain calm. They couldn't make Samantha feel inferior and make her want to run away again. They didn't have to worry about that though, she clearly wasn't going anywhere.
"Sam..I..I.." Nathan stuttered, "I'm sorry..." He said as he started running towards the car.
"I have to go be with him. I'm sorry." Haley said as she followed her husband, in tears.
Haley ran after him for many reasons. For one, she did not want him to do anything else out of a rash impulse, but also, she was worried about him. Clearly something else was going on, and she needed to find out. When she finally caught up with him, she slapped him across the face.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Nathan!?" Haley cried, "You just yelled at her harder than I have ever seen you yell at someone!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I had no idea she was raped ! I thought she just wanted attention, and I wasn't going to take that!"
"Nathan, she is a little girl. You can't yell at a little girl who is hurt and upset. You can't!" She sobbed. "You haven't acted like this since your drinking day." Then she drew a deep breath in, "You aren't drinking again...are you?"
Nathan broke down at Haley's feet. "Haley, I can't talk about this right now. I promise I will tell you everything later, but I need to be by myself right now. I'm going to go drive home. Give me your keys."
"No. I am going with you." Haley firmly said.
"No. You need to be with Samantha! I can't even look at her right now after what I just did, but you have to be with her!"
"You're right." She handed Nathan the keys, "Please be careful."
"I will." He said as he started getting in Haley's car.
"Wait, Nathan!" Haley hollered after him, "You can talk to me. Tell me what is wrong. I promise I won't leave you. I love you." She sobbed.
"I know." Nathan said as he drove off.
Haley took a deep breath in and wiped the tears off of her eyes. She put on her brave face for Sam, because she needed to be strong for Sam. Then, she walked back to the ditch to find Lucas and Peyton trying to get through to Sam.
"Please don't tell Brooke. Please don't!" Sam was sobbing as Lucas was trying to put his arm around her. "Don't touch me." She sobbed.
"Sweetie, you need to tell us what happened. Now." Peyton softly ordered.
"I can't." Sam cried.
"We need to know. Now." Lucas ordered.
Sam took a deep breath in, ready to explain what happened, but the conversation turned a different direction.
"I lied. I..wasn't..raped." Sam said as she looked down.
"What?" Lucas asked, in a very confused tone.
"I just..wanted Nathan..to feel bad for what he did..so I lied." Sam said, choking back tears.
"No you didn't." Lucas argued back.
"Yes I did."
"Then where were you all week?"
"I stayed at a friend's house."
"Then explain the torn clothes, the dirty body, the fact that you are sitting in a ditch, and that look glazed over in your eyes that tells all of us that you are not okay!" Lucas said, choking back tears himself. "Let me help you! Tell me what is wrong."
"Nothing! I just want to go home." Sam said as she shakily stood up.
Before Lucas could say another word, Peyton pulled him aside.
"Look, maybe she is telling the truth. I don't believe her either, but maybe she is." Peyton whispered to Lucas.
"You saw her. Something happened! Why won't she let anybody in?!"
"Because she is afraid. Just go along with what she is saying and she will tell us when she feels ready to."
"We can't wait forever! What if she is hurt!?"
"We will talk about this at home. Right now we need to go back and fix your tire so we can go home." Peyton said as she walked away from Lucas, to Haley who had her arm wrapped around Sam's reluctant body.
Then they all started the trek back to the broken down car; the broken down car that, thankfully, found Sam, but, sadly, stirred up more.
Sam's Point Of View*
I did it. I lied. I was raped. Many times. And I lied to the people who I needed the most right now. I lied right to their faces.
I didn't want to admit to what happened. When I let it out in the first place, in front of Nathan, it was impulse. I was being cracked under the pressure that they were all forcing on me, and I cracked. But now that I can control myself, I have to make damn sure they don't find out what happened. If they find out, they will think I am weak. They will think that I can't take care of myself, but I can! I really can! I don't need anybody. I am strong as hell, or at least I thought I was, but maybe I am not?
Nathan hurt me. Nathan hurt me very badly, but he was right. I am selfish. I am a selfish bitch who makes people worry about nothing; about me. I can't believe he yelled at me. Nathan has never yelled at a soul. So why does he choose to yell at me? It doesn't make any sense. Nothing does right now. All I want to do is go home. Man I never thought I would say that, but I do. I want to be in a room, safe from 'him' and 'them' and just think. Just be by myself, so I can breathe again.
I need to clear my head, also, so I can remember and record everything that happened. I want these assholes in jail. They don't deserve to live, and I know I am the only one who can put them in their proper place. As well as their unnamed accomplice. I heard them talking about a girl who knew me who told them to hurt me; to make me pay. Well guess what? She is the one who is going to have to pay, because the second I find out who that bitch is, I will rip her head apart from her body.
God I have issues. I had issues before, and now they have quadrupled in size.
Basically, I just need to rest, rejuvenate, recuperate, and then relive the week I just spent in hell.
***
After Lucas had replaced the tire, he, Haley, Peyton, and Sam started heading back to Peyton and Lucas's house to give Brooke back her baby bird, who now had a broken wing.
When they finally pulled up to the house, Lucas stopped the car, allowing Peyton and Haley to get out, but halting Sam's quick attempt at an exit.
"Samantha," He sternly began, "While I don't agree with the way Nathan approached you, I do agree with some of the things he said." He drew a deep breath in and continued. "We all have been worried sick. You can't just run off when you are upset because it scares us, a lot. It is also dangerous." He saw Sam look away right when he said that last sentence. "You may claim that you are okay this time, but next time, you might not be so lucky."
"Lucas, I know. I wasn't very smart. I'm sorry." Sam quietly said, with a deflated look on her face, simply trying to shut Lucas up.
"Look, I care a lot about you. We all do, and we would just die if something bad happened to you. We love you." Lucas sympathetically said.
"I don't believe in love." Sam quietly said back.
"Well then what do you believe in?"
"Justice."
He paused for a second. "Sam. I am going to ask you this one final time, and whatever answer you give me, I promise I will believe it and not pester you again. Are you sure you are okay? You can trust me."
"No. I can't trust you. I can't trust anybody except myself. I learned that this week." Sam said, painfully looking Lucas in the eyes.
"You have to trust somebody."
"No. I don't."
"What about Brooke."
Sam said nothing.
"Look, I'm sorry. But if you do feel you have something to share with me, you have my number, right?"
Sam nodded slowly.
"Well then let's go. I'm sure your mother will be very happy to see you." Lucas said as he and Sam got out of the car and started making their way to the front door.
Lucas came in before Sam did and hollered to Brooke, "Brookie, look what I found!" Then revealed Samantha.
"Oh my gosh! Thank you God!" She cried as she ran to Sam and engulfed her in a hug.
"What is all of the c- SAM!" Julian exclaimed, rising from the kitchen and joining the hug.
"Mia, Sam's home!" Peyton cried towards Mia's room.
Mia immediately froze with fear in her room. Oh gosh. Does she know? I can't face her. Mia thought.
Someone has some explaining to do...
Mia's Point Of View*
You know when you say something out of anger, something so rash and so completely and utterly ridiculous that you swear that nobody would ever take it seriously? I'm sure you do know that. But do you know how it feel when someone takes you seriously? Bet not.
I was angry at Sam. She ran off during my mother's funeral speech because she was upset with herself. Didn't she know I was hurting too?! Did she not once put my feelings before hers? I thought she was my best friend.
I was so angry, that at the reception, I was venting to my friend; harmlessly venting. I told him that I would make her pay for what she did. I was kidding. But he told me that he would take care of it. I thought he was kidding, but he wasn't. He did something to her. That's why she has been gone all week.
I feel so bad. I want to jump off of a building right now, I feel so incredibly awful. I love Samantha to death, she is my best friend. I was just angry, and now she is hurting and it is all my fault! I can't even look at her without wanting to end my own life.
I am not a bad person. I just made a bad choice of a sentence to obviously the wrong person, and now Sam and I will have to pay for it. Well, Sam already did, but what is in store for me?
***
Mia decided to stay in her room and pretend that she was asleep and did not hear Peyton calling for her.
Back in the living room, the reunion was coming to a blubbering part.
"Baby, I am so sorry that I was not paying attention to you. I am sorry I never told you how much I love you." Brooke sobbed into Sam's arm.
"It is not your fault. I was being selfish. I was upset at myself and the way I was handling what was going on. You did nothing wrong." Sam said, with the same deflated and blank look that had been gazing over her face all day.
"I am going to make it up to you, I swear. How about a celebratory dinner?!" Brooke cried.
"If it's okay with you, I am tired and would like to be in my own bed right now." Sam mumbled.
"That is fine too! We'll celebrate tomorrow!" Brooke said placing her arm around Sam, sensing Sam's flinch to human contact.
Everyone said their goodbye's as Brooke and Sam left, but as soon as they were gone, a diverse conversation was fired up.
"Am I missing something?" Julian said, sensing the disgusted looks on Peyton, Lucas, and Haley's faces. He was the only one, besides Brooke, left in the complete dark about this whole situation.
"We found Sam sitting in a ditch, all messed up." Lucas said in a sigh, "And Nathan went crazy angry on her for a reason we don't understand. Then Sam yelled she was raped.."
"WHAT?!" Julian gasped.
"Not so fast. She then retracted that statement with a weak excuse that was seen right through, the second Nathan left. And now we are back here."
"So you think she was raped?" Julian asked the group with a strong hint of fear in his eyes.
"I think something happened that changed her life. I don't know what though." Lucas said.
"And what the hell? Nathan? Yell?" Julian asked again.
"Haley, has he been drinking again?" Peyton asked Haley. The whole group knew (and had experienced) Nathan at his worst with alcohol.
"I don't know. I think so, but I don't know. That is a whole other issue that we can deal with when he comes home." Haley sighed.
"Where is he?" Lucas said.
"He left at the scene. He said he needed to be alone for a little bit."
"Well let's just add that onto our lovely list of issues to correct." Peyton snarled sarcastically.
"What are we going to do about Sam? That is the main issue here! What if something did happen?! She needs help!" Haley cried.
"We can't do anything unless she is willing to open up to us."
"Why can't she trust!?!!" Lucas yelled.
"What?" They all confusedly responded.
"Nothing, it's just an interesting conversation I had with her in the car earlier." He said under his breath.
"Maybe Mia should try talking to her. Gosh we haven't really asked if Mia is okay lately, I mean, she is still suffering too. We all are!" Peyton cried. "Wait," She said turning to Haley, "Did you and Mia 'make up' yet?"
"I've been so distracted by the whole Sam thing, that no I haven't really thought about it. Oh great." Haley mumbled with her head in her hand.
"Where is she anyways? Why didn't she want to say hi to Sam?" Julian asked.
"You know, I don't know!" Peyton exclaimed. "She has seemed distant these last couple of days. I don't know why. Let me go talk to her. I guess we can maybe fix that right now." Then she turned back to Haley, "Do you want to come and fix your issue with her as well?"
"Yes! Let's just fix that now while we have time!" Haley said as she followed her into Mia's room.
Knock Knock
"Come in." Mia said weakly.
"Hey kiddo," Peyton said closing the door behind her and Haley. "Mind if we talk to you for a sec?"
Eyeing Haley suspiciously, Mia nodded.
"You've seemed a little weird these past few days, like you found out something that upset you. We want you to know that we both," She said looking at Haley, "still care about your problems. We still want to help you, we just need to help Sam too right now. She's back, you know!"
Acknowledging that Haley was hear to make peace, made Mia feel slightly better as she accepted, but just the mention of Sam's name brought tears to Mia's eyes.
"Mia, honey what's wrong?"
"I..I.." She couldn't even speak.
"Calm down." Haley cooed, bushing Mia's leg.
"I...have to ask you a question..."
"Okay. What is it?"
Mia took a deep breath in. "What do you do, when your anger gets the best of you, and you make a rash decision that hurt someone else?" Mia sobbed.
"Well, you fess up, first of all, then you apologize to the ones you hurt, and let them be...mad..." Peyton said, noticing how upset Mia was, then directing it towards Sam. "Wait, this is random, but this doesn't have anything to do with anything that happened to Sam, does it?" Peyton asked sharply, and shakily, afraid of the answer.
Mia cried harder. She shakily nodded her head. "I didn't mean to hurt her! I WAS JUST MAD!" Mia sobbed into Haley's lap. "Please don't hate me!"
"Okay, honey, honey, you need to calm down. No one is going to hate you, but we need to know what happened. Now!" Peyton said, trying not to freak out.
"Okay, but you have to promise you won't hate me!" Mia sobbed.
"I promise. I won't hate you. I may be mad, but I won't hate you. We could never hate you." Peyton assured her, putting her hands on Mia's face.
Mia took a deep breath in. "When Sam ran out during the funeral, I was so angry. I thought she was just being selfish; trying to steal the center of attention like she always does. Usually, I let it slide, but I was under so much emotional pressure and stress and strain from everything going on, I cracked! IT WAS MY MOTHER'S DAMN FUNERAL!" She sobbed. "Well, later that night, before she had officially run away, I was talking to a friend at the reception, and I was complaining about Sam. My friend asked is there was anything he could do..." She sobbed.
"Come on Sweetie, tell us the rest." Haley told her.
"I told him to make her pay for it! I didn't think he would take it literally, but he called me a couple of days after and said he had gotten someone to take care of it!"
"Mia, what happened to her!?!" Peyton sternly said, tears coming out of her eyes.
"I don't know! But she was gone for a week, so something happened! I'm so sorry!" Mia sobbed into Haley.
"I need to get to Brooke's house. Right. Now. " Peyton cried as she jumped up and flew out of the door.
"Mia, I am sorry to leave you again, but Sam needs me." Haley sympathetically said.
"It's fine. I know! Please, help her!" Mia sobbed, as Haley followed Peyton right out of the house to the car.
Lucas then peered into Mia's room and found her sobbing.
"Are you okay? Where is Haley and Peyton? Where are they going?"
"She went to fix a big mistake I made!" Mia sobbed. "With Sam!"
Lucas did not know what was going on, but he was afraid. But he couldn't leave Mia like this, so he trusted Peyton and Haley to take care of Sam, and he held Mia, and let her cry. Lucas began crying too, because deep down, he knew it was true; Sam was raped.
***
Peyton knocked hard on Brooke's door.
"Peyton, Haley, what's wrong?" She said, noticing the distraught looks on their faces.
"Brooke, we need to talk to Sam right now! Immediately." Haley cried.
"Why? What happened?!" Brooke shrieked.
"No time to explain. We just need to talk to her about something Mia said!"
"What did she say?"
"I told you we'd explain later! This is urgent!" Peyton yelled.
"No, explain now!" Brooke said sternly, tears falling out of her eyes.
"Someone hurt Sam and we need to make sure she is okay." Haley said, trying to remain as calm as possible.
"She is in her room." Brooke managed to say through harder sobs. Just the thought of Sam being in trouble scared her more than anything. "Let me talk to her, please." Brooke pleaded as she made her way with Peyton and Haley to Sam's room.
Brooke knocked, but did not wait for an answer before she barged in.
Brooke was frozen solid, along with Haley and Peyton, in the open doorway of Sam's room, as they had caught Sam looking in the mirror, without a shirt on, at bruises covering her stomach.
"Brooke! A LITTLE PRIVACY!" Sam yelled, shocked by the intrusion. "What is this?!"
"Samantha, what happened?!" Peyton yelled.
"I fell." Sam weakly said.
"No you didn't." Brooke yelled at her.
"Yes, I did." Sam yelled back at Brooke, trying to cover this all up. "I shouldn't even have to explain anything to you anyways!"
"I know you were hurt! I know someone hurt you!" Brooke yelled back.
"It is none of your damn business!" Sam sternly articulated, trying to hold back tears that would prove her lie. Stay strong. Don't give in. She thought to herself.
"Baby, talk to me! If you are hurt, you need to tell me! Tell me! I can help you! Trust me!" Brooke sobbed in a yell.
"Why should I trust you?"Sam sobbed back.
"Because I am your mother!"
"NO YOU ARE NOT! I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER! I DON'T HAVE A FAMILY!" Sam cried as she slammed the door in their faces.
Brooke then collapsed in Haley's arms. "But I want to be..." She whispered through continuous tears.
Peyton and Haley sobbed with Brooke because they had just been given living proof that their little Sammy had been raped. She hadn't lied, she really had been raped.
***
After talking with Brooke for an hour or so, mainly crying, Peyton dropped Haley off at her house and then proceeded to face Mia at her own house.
"Is she okay?!" Mia asked, the second Peyton entered her house.
"No." Peyton whispered, clearly shook up by something.
"Peyton, I'm so sorry." Mia pleaded.
"I know, but you shouldn't apologize to me. I wasn't the one who was raped." Peyton sternly said as she walked into her bedroom, leaving Mia in silent tears, to find Lucas packing his suitcases.
"Where are you going?" Peyton asked, in the same angry tone.
"It's Lily and my mother. They were in an accident. They are okay, but they are busted up pretty bad. They are at their house, but they are in a condition where they are bedridden because of casts, and they need someone to take care of them. I'm the first person they called that can come the quickest, and I can't say no to my mother and my sister. I know this isn't a good time, but I have to go." He said sadly, then realizing that Peyton was very shaken up.
"I have to get over there now, but the second I get there, I am calling you and you can explain everything to me and I will be there for you, by word. I'll be back in a week or so until more relatives fly in." Lucas promised, as he kissed Peyton on her forehead. "Stay strong." He hollered back to her as he started making his way out the door.
***
Later on at Brooke's house, after 3 hours of sobbing, sleeping, and sobbing some more, Sam emerged from her room. She was done crying. She was really done crying.
"Sweetie, come here." Brooke said to 'her distant daughter'.
Sam, tired, reluctantly made her body go towards Brooke.
"What?"
"I can't help you right now. I know that. I also know, that despite what you said, something went on last weak that hurt you. I don't know what it is, and clearly you won't tell me, so I have arranged for you to stay at Peyton's house for a few days, since Lucas will be gone."
"What? Why?" Sam asked, sharply.
"Because I can't help you, but maybe Peyton can. She has picked me up off of my face so many times, and maybe she can really help you with whatever issues are going on up there." She sighed.
Sam knew she was right. Sam didn't want to break, she knew that as well. But she owed Brooke some self satisfaction that she would listen, especially after what she had said to her earlier; that really hurt her.
"Okay." Sam said, as she went to her room to pack a bag.
***
A shocked Peyton was getting things ready for Sam, when she remembered one tiny issue; Mia.
She went into Mia's room and sternly looked Mia into the eyes.
"Mia. Sam will be staying here for a few nights. She does not know what you did, but I would mind her; for your own sake." Peyton said as she walked back out, not allowing time for Mia to say one thing to her.
***
When Brooke and Sam pulled up to Peyton's driveway, Brooke turned to Sam.
"If you are going to trust someone, Peyton is the person to trust. I just wanted you to know that." Then she tried to touch Sam's hand, but Sam shuddered away.
And on that final note, Sam got out of Brooke Davis's car and into Peyton Sawyer's house. The apparent house that offered hope, strength, faith, and peace. But can Sam find all that for herself?