Chapter 38- Family

Sarah was getting brutally beaten, like I said she never got into trouble. She doesn't know how to fight! She probably got so mad she didn't know what to do.

I couldn't help myself. I was so mad.

Before I knew it I was pulling the girl off Sarah and doing to her worse than what she was doing to my sister.

The girl was way bigger than me and I'm sure if I wasn't so mad, she'd beat my ass.

But I WILL NOT let anyone hurt my family. Especially not my baby sister.

I blacked out, all I saw was red and I didn't even see the girl anymore I was just trying to kill her. The only thing that could stop me was a voice.

"Sammy, please stop! You're going to kill her! Let go!"

I felt multiple sets of arms trying to hold me back and I finally let go. I let the arms take me.

I finally came too and I was terrified of what I saw.

I gasped down at the almost lifeless bodies on the ground.

One was the girl and one was Sarah.

I rushed to my sister in panic.

"Sarah? Sarah! Sarah! Honey, wake up!" I was shaking her but she wouldn't wake up. She was breathing but out cold.

My lungs felt like weights in my chest. My heart was beating so fast I couldn't control it.

"Somebody call 911!" I say.

"We did." Gabbie reassures me.

I'm hyperventilating. I don't know whether to be angry or scared.

I then take a look at the girl, she was awake but really messed up.

I didn't care. I stood up, with so much anger in me I started to punch her again. The once calmed down crowed was once again trying to tear me off her.

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think!

"You bitch! You hurt my sister! You bitch! She's just a kid!" I scream through tears.

Looking at my sister unconscious like that made me think of me. I spent half of my teenage years being unconscious. I couldn't help but breakdown. I think I was literally going insane.

This was my melting point.

Suddenly I felt strong arms grasp me. I was no longer fighting them off. I knew those arms. They were Ethan's.

"It's okay." He whispers in my ear.

"She's gonna be okay." He says and kisses the top of my head.

Gabbie and Michelle were holding Sarah in there arms and the girls friends were doing the same for her as we waited for the police and ambulance to arrive.

I hadn't noticed the principal standing next to me. He was just looking so stressed. How was he going to explain this to the police? To the parents? How two kids were beaten half to death on his watch.

I didn't hear his voice once through all of this. He just looked stressed.

"You realize you're going to jail, right?" He says angrily looking at me.

"What? She was just defending her sister!" Gabbie yells.

"Yeah what the hell!?" Michelle says.

"She defended her much before this young lady was bleeding! You better hope she doesn't press charges or you might be looking at prison time, you kids think you an just up and do anything! There are consequences!" He yells.

"When she heals, she'll be arrested too. My sister is a good kid, she didn't deserve this." I say, my eyes welled up in tears.

"Police are here!" A kid yells from by the door.

I stand up and watch as the police, followed by the EMTs and two stretchers come in.

I sigh and put my hands behind my back as I get arrested.

My friends and boyfriend look devastated.

"Gabbie, can you ride with Sarah and make sure she's okay, Michelle please call my mom and Ethan, please call Se-" I'm cut off by Seth running in the school door, seeing Sarah on a stretcher and me in handcuffs.

"What the hell?!" He asks looking so concerned and confused.

He grabbed Sarah's hand before the pushed her out the door and then he looked at me.

"I felt it. Sarah was in trouble and I felt it." He says and looks at the ceiling.

"And I was out skipping!" He says frustrated with himself.

Nostrils flared and eyes glassy. He looks at the other girl being pushed out.

"Oh my God, that's my psycho stalker! What the hell happened here?" He asks.

"Ethan will tell you, I'm kind of in the middle of being arrested." I say.

"I'm calling dad!" He says as I get pulled out of the school, aggressively if you ask me.

"Ow, my arms don't really bend like that!" I say to the cop whom doesn't know how the human body joint system works.

"You should have thought of that before you beat up two kids!" The lady says all loud and angry.

"It must suck wasting all the hostile energy when you're wrong." I say and she gives me a cold stare.

"Then explain to me, what I just saw. Because it looks to me two people were beat to a bloody pulp and you have the blood on you hands." The cop says and I roll my eyes.

"The red head was beating my sister, she was beating her so bad I thought she was dead and I just snapped, okay?" I say as the cop continues driving she sound a little quiet.

"You must really love your family to be so nonchalant about being arrested." She says.

"I'd do anything for them." I say as we ride the rest of the way in silence.

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"WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES?! I mean... I-I-I-I come to pick you up from the POLICE STATION for BATTERY and then come to find out.... YOU'RE NOT WEARING CLOTHES! I mean di-di-di-did I raise a fighter AND a stripper? What is going on with you? We moved across the country for a fresh start and this is what I get?" My dad yells to me from the front seat.

"We moved so YOU could get a fresh start? Please don't throw that in my face right now! Because the last time I checked we moved because I was scared for my life." I say trying to hold back tears.

"You're scared for your life now you go make new enemies huh?" My dad says.

"Make new enemies? I didn't make my last ones! I was raped dad, and they were upset that their son was a part of it, so they blamed me. Are you blaming me?!" I ask, now letting out my tears.

"No! No!... honey, I didn't mean it like that. I'm just so upset with you! I taught you better than this, you should know better." He says as he parks the car in our drive way.

"Really dad? Because the last time I checked you weren't around to teach me much of anything." I say and quickly jump out of the car, storming in the house and slamming the door.

I grab my keys and run to the garage entering my car and pressing start. My dad finally found me as I was backing out of the garage.

"Where are you going?!" He yells after me.

"Away!" I say and drive off.

I was going to see my sister, he didn't need to know that.

My dad didn't deserve that, I know I hurt him. I've just had the worst day and I just need to take a drive.

I knew he probably grounded me from my car privileges so that's why I drive off before he could actually say it.

I look at my phone as I stop at a red light and I groan.

Visiting hours are over.

I got arrested at 2:39 and didn't get out until 2 in the morning. I haven't looked at the time sense I first got put in the police car. I couldn't have my phone or anything so I had no idea it was this late!

I still don't have my phone, my dad does so I just breathe in and out and think.

I can't go home, not right now. So my most rational thought was to just go to the hospital anyway and sleep in my car until visiting hours resumed.

.....that says a lot about how rational I am.

I park in the parking structure, it was okay. If okay meant being paranoid that every sound I hear was a psycho killer out to get me than yeah it was super okay. Needless to say I didn't do much sleeping.

I stayed alert and as soon as the clock struck 8, I bolted to the hospital.

I stopped at the desk and got my sisters room. I stopped at a gift shop to buy her some flowers and I walked to her room.

My mom was sitting there looking worried until she saw me walk in the room. She sighed in relief and engulfed me in a hug so tight it made my back crack.

I was confused as to why she hugged me like that.

"What? Is she okay?!" I asked, scared that my mom gave me a pity hug.

"Your father thought you fled to Mexico or something! Where were you?" She asks scoldingly.

"Dad and I had an argument and I slept here, in the parking lot."I say and my moms eyes grow wide.

"You slept in a parking lot?!?" My mom yells.

"Shhh mom, you'll wake her." I scold. My moms face falls. I look at her uneasy and she drops her head.

Suddenly she looks up at the ceiling like she's trying to hold back tears.

"Mom, is she okay?" I ask.

"Honey, your sister is in a coma." My mom says and I fall to my knees.

My mom kneels down to me and holds me in her arms as I shake with tears.

My poor baby. My poor poor baby.

I get up and walk to her side, looking at her bruised face.

"She can hear us, she's very responsive. The doctors are still running tests, they say it's a very high chance she may be able to fight this. We just have to interact with her." Mom says and I nod.

"Sarah, I wish I got there sooner, I wish it was me and not you! I should have been able to protect you!" I say through tears and Sarah squeezes my hand. I cry even harder, knowing if she could speak she'd be telling me to grow some balls.

I couldn't help it. Seeing her like this gave me pain like no other.

"Honey, you defended her the best way you could. Violence is not what I teach honey, but if it was me I would've done the same. You are a great big sister and your little sister is a fighter, she gets it from you. She'll push through this." She says. I nod and hug my mom.

She always knows what to say. Sarah gets that from her. Her level headedness, she gets her temper from my dad, as you can see. When my dads under pressure he gets angry. He took the yelling approach. I should've known something was wrong with Sarah by how he was acting. I'm not even mad anymore I just want to hug him now.

"Have you been here all night?" I ask my mom, she nods.

"Well go home, get some rest, eat, shower, I'll stay here. I'm suspended anyway." I say and my mom nods.

"Okay sweetie, I'll be back later." She says, giving me and Sarah a kiss on the cheek before grabbing her purse and leaving.

"Sarah, I'm going to be so pissed at you if you don't wake up. There's so much I want to tell you, and so much I want to talk to you about. I know you're younger than me but you're wise beyond your years. You have the greatest advice." I say, looking at her.

"I'm not gonna tell you anything until you wake up, I have to look at your facial expressions when I tell you these things! You have the best facial expressions! I think it's the eyebrows. God, I've always been jealous of your eyebrows." I say. I see her hand twitch.

"Okay so maybe talking does help. I know what you would do for me if the tables were turned so, I'll do it but you have to help me out here, you're much better at it than me." I say, holding her hands and bowing on my knees.

"Dear Lord, I know we don't talk much, but I need a favor. The greatest angel you've ever sent me needs you God and I'm probably not even doing this right so, please cut me some slack. I promise you, if you heal her, in your timing! I'm not rushing you! I'll pray more, I'll read the Bible, I'll even go knocking door to door! Okay.... maybe not the last one but God please! I'm not ready to be without her. She's just my person you know? She's everything I'm not and that's why I need her. She keeps me balanced. She keeps me sane. I need her! My family needs her. As much as I claim to be the glue, she is the glue. She's the closest to you, only you know the heathen I'd be without her. So, with that being said if you do this solid for me, I'll never stop repaying you, in Jesus name, Amen." I pray. I kiss her hands and sit back in my chair, just staring at her.

She'll get through this!