Well, I'm back from Turkey. In case anyone are interested, I had an awesome time. Now, I could start telling about it, but then I'd go on for ages, so I'll spare you my rambling. (I pretty much lived on melons... so cool :P And Pepsi Light (turkish Diet Pepsi) which was amazing since we don't have it here in DK)
Jenanis: It's kind of funny that you mention that conversation... It has already been written quite a while ago :)
Anyways... Here is an update!! Hope you'll enjoy and don't forget to review if you want to make me happy :P
Chapter 33 - A Unique Pep Rally
Letting out a sigh, Luka sat down next to his brother on the bleachers in the gym at activity period.
"So are you gonna tell me what's going on?" Looking at Niko, he chose to ignore his question.
"Do you know what this pep rally is for?"
"Yes, but don't change the subject. Talk to me, Luka." Taking a deep breath, he slightly shook his head.
"I can't. At least not yet." Padding Luka's shoulder, Niko nodded.
"So you didn't work things out with Abby? I mean, you spent the entire weekend with her." When Luka just looked at him he started tabbing his fingers on the railing in front of them. "Unless of course you lied and were somewhere totally else."
"I was with her!" He sounded a bit mad, but Niko was just happy that he'd gotten a response. "And we did kind of work things out."
"Oh really? Then where is she now? And why do you still seem so sad?" Luka sent him an evil stare, but softened up again and looked at all the students still walking into the gym.
"That's what worries me, that I still haven't seen her today."
Abby looked down as she was clutching her books to her chest. She was late for school and had just gotten there in time for the pep rally. Richard hadn't let her off the hook till after school had started, so with more than 20 straight hours of beating and torture, she wasn't surprised by how crappy she felt. Not only was she very tired for having missed an entire night of sleep, but she felt really light headed and dizzy, and her body hurt more than ever. Just wearing clothes hurt.
He had given her a couple of small breaks, every time she had as good as lost consciousness. As he'd put it, he didn't want her to pass out, cause how would she be able to feel the pain from her punishments if she wasn't awake and alert. It hadn't been his usual kind of torture, even though that had been a big part of it as well. Instead he had just been beating her up, over and over again. There wasn't a single square inch of her body which wasn't excessively bruised, even her face was bruised beyond the point where she was able to cover it up.
But she still went to school. Even though she could barely walk without collapsing from the pain and exhaustion, and she knew she was way to bad off to even be thinking of school, she still forced herself to go. She knew that Luka would probably come by again if she didn't, and she couldn't risk that. Richard would be home all day, and he'd warned her. He'd told her that if Luka ever showed up again, if he ever met him, he'd force Luka to watch. Watch him hurt her. Watch everything.
She hurried towards the gym, not wanting to walk in in the middle of the pep rally. Or well, she walked as fast as she could considering all of her 'injuries'.
"Watch out!" She stopped as she had walked into one of the other students. She hadn't noticed him since her hair was hanging down in front of her face.
"I'm sorry." It had hurt. Even though he'd barely touched her, the bruises still caused it to hurt a lot.
She walked into the gym as one of the last people. She'd have to walk to the other side of the floor to get to the stairs which led up to the bleachers. Having only gone half the way, she stopped walking in the middle of the floor. She suddenly felt way worse, like all the blood and oxygen magically got drained from her head. Feeling a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, the books slowly slipped out of her grip as the whole room started spinning around her, and black and blurry dots appeared in front of her eyes.
"Hey Luka!" Putting away his cell phone, Luka looked in the direction Niko was pointing. "Isn't that her?" He didn't say anything for a few seconds, he just looked at her walking with her head bent down like she was scared of people noticing her.
"Yeah." He watched her as she walked across the gym floor. She looked so fragile, and he hated it.
When she stopped walking Luka could feel something was wrong. The way she suddenly stood still didn't look normal. Paralyzed, he watched her sway back and forth as the books she was holding fell to the floor one by one.
Knowing that something definitely wasn't right, he stood up just in time to see her body collapsing onto the floor. Not caring about how much it might hurt, Luka jumped over the railing as he heard people getting quiet, soon followed by pointing towards Abby and starting to gossip.
But he didn't care. He just hurried towards her lifeless-looking body, which was already surrounded by many teachers. Reaching her, he sat down on his knees, pushing her hair out of her face to reveal more bruising than there had been the last time he saw her.
"Excuse me, you have to go away." He ignored the teacher, just like he ignored the many students who were gathering around them. Instead he had his eyes fixed on the blood. The pool of blood she was laying in.
"What the hell happened?" It was the principle, who had just gotten to push his way through the crowd. Luka just grabbed Abby's hand as all the teachers stated speaking on top of each other. "One at a time, please. Mr. Martins?"
"I'm not sure, she just suddenly collapsed."
"She's having a miscarriage." He couldn't help but speak up, which caused everyone to go silent and turn to look at him. "Someone call 911, now!"
"Nice, Luka. You got her pregnant?" Shooting daggers at his brother with his eyes, he felt people starting to whisper again, and he had no doubt what about.
"No, I didn't!" Turning back to Abby, he chose to ignore the people standing around them, carefully lifting her shirt to reveal the skinny, almost completely blackish dark blue stomach, causing multiple of the teachers and students to gasp. "Damn, it has gotten worse." He spoke quietly, but the closest people could still hear him. "Did someone call for an ambulance?" This time he was practically yelling, sounding desperate.
"It should be here in 5 to 10 minutes." Luka just nodded as he pulled her shirt back down before gently shaking her. He knew he shouldn't have left her the day before, but she kept insisting she'd be fine. She had promised him that her step dad wouldn't get back already.
"Come on, Abby. Wake up." When nothing happened he let out a deep breath. Why did it take so long for that damn ambulance to show up?
"Luka, what exactly has happened?" It was Mr. A, their chemistry teacher. The teacher who endorsed Abby so much.
"Well in case you're that blind, she apparently got beaten up!" He didn't mean to sound as bitchy as he did, but he couldn't control it. It wasn't only that he was annoyed by all the people, but he was mentally cursing himself for not having protected her.
"By who?" He chose to pretend he hadn't heard the last question. He didn't want to answer them, at least not here, when they came from the teachers, and all the students were listening. Not only because he didn't want to break his promise to Abby about not saying anything, but because he tried protecting her privacy from the couple of thousand people in the gym.
"Attention students. You must all proceed to your 3rd period classrooms now. The pep rally will be postponed till tomorrow." Not looking away from Abby, Luka could hear some of the students cursing at the announcement which kept on being repeated in the speakers. Some students left, but he could still feel many standing crowded around them.
"That goes for all of you as well." He knew that the teacher, whose name he didn't know, was probably speaking to him as well, but he ignored it as he felt more and more people leave, and instead just continued stroking Abby's pale face. "Luka, it goes for you too." Not looking up, he shook his head.
"I won't leave her again." When he heard the teacher sigh kind of annoyed, he looked up. "I need to stay with her, please."
The teacher didn't have a chance of replying before some paramedics wheeled a gurney into the gym. "Okay, can someone explain what happened here?" Luka was about to reply, but the teacher grabbed his arm and pulled him away before he could protest, as the other teachers filled the paramedics in on what happened.
"What are you doing?" He finally let go of Luka's arm as they got into the hallway. As he looked back into the gym, Abby had already been put on the gurney, and they were wheeling her out. "I could have helped. I could have told them what happened." He was pretty pissed, but the teacher didn't seem to care. Now Luka could remember where he knew him from, he was the librarian, the one the students were scared of.
Shaking his head he started walking away, but he wasn't going to his own class. Knowing that Niko's teacher was one of the ones still in the gym, he hurried to his brother's classroom.
"Niko, I need you to drive me to the hospital." The entire classroom was staring at him, but he didn't care.
"Sure, I'll take you there after soccer practice later."
"No, now!" Niko just looked at him like he was crazy.
"What? Have you lost your mind, Luka? I can't leave now, and neither should you." Luka tightened his grip on the table till his knuckles turned white, before slowly nodding.
"Fine, I'll just walk then!" Before Niko got a chance to reply, Luka was out of the classroom and on the way down the hallway. He needed to get to the hospital as quick as possible, and no one could stop him.
