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Chapter 4:

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Samantha...... the girl who convinced my dad to leave. The bitch that was possibly the reason my family fell apart. She wasn't their when my Dad left, but she was the one who supposedly came to our house to talk to us about the lord, and how everything happened for a reason.

She. Was. The. Reason.

I have known Samantha for quite a long time now.

But why was she at School. When I see her, my face gets red. It irritates me looking at her... for what she did, I will never forgive her. As soon as I turn around, I push her.... hard.

"Why the hell are you here" I say firmly

As she gets up, brushing herself clean she smirks, " Hey Grace, you look fine to-" being in her late 30's s, she still looked young under the tons of makeup she wears.

Samantha was tall, very tall. She has big blue eyes, and the most beautiful curled eye lashes. She had an amazing figure. Her hair is naturally blonde , which is my favorite. It was originally wavy, I knew that because when I was little, she had it like that, however, now it's straight. Either way, she's beautiful... but no one can trust her... no one.

"Shut the h**l up, please..." I say sarcasticly.

"Why are you even here? Come to scare the rest of my damn family again? "

"Listen b*tch, I came here for one reason, and one reason only. Okay? so stop bothering me and let me talk"

I give her a look of disbelief. "Don't act as if nothing happened you..you son of a b*tch"

"Oh Grace, you haven't changed at all... now where was I... oh yes.. I know where your dad is"

As soon as those words escape her mouth, my face hardens. My blood then begins to boil. She's playing games on me. She is lying.

"Don't believe you-"

"Oh really? Take a look sweetie" she says in a very serious way, as she throws a piece of paper towards the ground... it makes me curious if I do trust her.

Im speechless again... "B-but..."

"It was amazing seeing you Grace" Samantha says as she winks at me. "I'll see you later! Bye!" she says as she leaves with a chuckle.

Could this be it?!? I have been wanting to see my dad in a long time, ask him a bucket load of questions, but most of all, see him. I know I should be furious with him, but I need him.

How can Samantha know where he is! I still don't know either way. A million of questions are running through my head right now..... I just don't know. All of this happened way to fast. Then I remind myself, its still lunch.

I go take my seat next to the "geeks" They ignored me of course. I don't blame them, I'm a mess. For the remainder of the day, everyone stared at me, as if they have never seen a girl and a women talk. I was just begging for this day to get over with.

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Its finally 2:05 when I grab my stuff and walk out of school to my house.

My house is 2 miles away, so it takes me around 30-45 minutes to get their.

Half way there, I meet up with Lola, my only friend. She always walks me to my house. I met her a couple years ago when I was walking towards my house, and someone came up to me and tried to kidnap me, that's when Lola came in. Ever since then, we have been close friends... she's the only friend I have. So, I can tell her anything, and she will always be there to listen. Oh, Lola is my dog... well not exactly. She doesn't have an owner, but always finds me, and I always give her some kibble from our neighbors house.

I stop and kneel down to pet her, and cuddle her behind her ear.. that's her secret spot.

"My life's a mess, huh?" I say chuckling to Lola.

When she leaves, I realize I still have a mile to go, so I grab my phone and plug in my headphones and decide to listen to Pandora. All the streets were quiet, which I think is nice.

As I walk, I keep on thinking about my Dad. Where is he, how is he..... is he happy there? Or is Samantha playing with me. Then I start thinking about the kids who always stared at me. Why did they laugh. Or point. Or make fun of me. I tried acting as normal as I could... maybe it just didnt work.. maybe... just maybe, instead of trying to act normal, I looked like an idiot. At this point, I don't even know.

Its around 2:40 ish when I get home. The first thing I see is Brandon running towards me.

"Grace!" he shrieks as he hugs me.

I laugh then ask," Hey Brandon, how are you! I missed you so much!"

"I'm okay I guess, it was pretty boring without you... but its okay." Brandon tells me as I put my back-pack down and sit on the couch. " How was your first day of school?"

"Fine, Its fine" I say not smiling, but not frowning.. just a straight face when suddenly a sharp pain hits my head. "Ow" I say chuckling. I'm trying to hide my pain the best I can.

I can see Brandons face confused, "Are you okay, Grace?"

"Yeah, its fine I think im just gonna finish my homework and take nap..."

"Oh. Okay... I hope your fine... I'm here for you.. you know.... if you need me" he says looking towards the ground.

"Thanks" I reply smiling and before I go, give him a small but powerful hug.

Its barley 3 pm, and I am already exhausted. If I could, I would jump in bed and sleep all day... but then I remember about Brandon. I know he has to eat dinner... and with my "mom" drinking... I wouldn't trust her in the kitchen.. so of course I don't have an option but to finish my homework, take a nap, and make some dinner.

I walk into my small room. I drop my backpack down and sit on my wooden chair. I know its small...but its very comfortable. Another sharp pain strikes my head, this time.. harder. I felt more pain. I know its just a headache. With a hard day of school, its probably just the stress. I know its nothing serious.

I open my backpack and do my homework which takes me about an hour and 15ish minutes.

I like to get my shit done on time. Then random thoughts come to mind.

I can't stop thinking about that note.

Should I read the note? Should I go find my dad? Convince him to go back with us?

Once I'm done with my homework.... my stomach preforms a whale-sounding sound. "Shit" I say as I am running towards the bath room toilet and vomit. All my food that I ate today, which wasn't much to be honest, went down the toilet... Everything I see is blurry. I'm very dizzy..... I kinda feel like when you have illusions... like in scary movies.

I never felt this type of pain... But It hurt like hell.

"Grace? Grace are you okay?" I hear Brandon scream as he gets closer to the bathroom.

I'm getting even more dizzy. I thought I was done vomiting, but I'm not.

"Fuck" I say before I start another wave of vomit, I cant see clear, so I miss the toilet and vomit on the rug.

When Brandon comes in, he gasps. "G-grace...." he says.

Another sharp pain attacks my head and before I could say anything to Brandon everything goes black.....

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Authors Note:

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Hey guys! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I know it took a while to make, but I wanted to make sure it was as good as I think as it could get. I'm open to any suggestions for the book! Speaking of that, I would love to thank @Justbreathe79 for the amazing suggestion of the fainting and headaches! Thanks so much! :) Oh, and my sister for helping me with this Chapter. Anyways... I hope you enjoy, go ahead and comment and vote if you have a chance!

Happy Reading!:D

- Laura :))