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I turn around, furious with what Tashard has told me. "DON'T. TALK TO ME. DON'T LOOK AT ME. DON'T CALL ME. DON'T THINK ABOUT ME. YOU. ARE. SICK. MAKING UP SHIT LIKE THAT!" Tashard jogs up to me.

"It's not like that, Sam. I swear!" Tashard says, grabbing my sore arm. I pull away rapidly. Large tears brimmed in his eyes. I turn around, speed limping away again. Tashard gently grabs my... not good, but better arm from behind. "Sam, please!" I turn swifly,facing him. I take a deep breath and at the top of my lungs, I scream "DO YOURSELF A FUCKIN' FAVOUR, AND GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKIN' FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" right in his face. He tries to say something but I don't let him. "NO! FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN' PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE A FUCKIN' DICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" With that, I turn around and mutter "dickhead" to myself, but loud enough for him to hear. I speed limp for 5 seconds, feeling Tashards gaze on me. "Shanae." I hear him call weakly, his voice cracking. I still don't face him, but I continue limping. Hearing him like that breaks my heart. Tears rush down my cheeks as I start bawling uncontrollably. I then run as fast as I can, ignoring all of that tremendously painful pain that I'm in, like, 'you don't even know' type of pain, to my house. I lean on the door, opening my bag and getting my keys out. I open the door and run up to my room, hearing someone calling me. I slam my door shut and lock it. I drop everything and lie on my bed, crying hard and holding onto my pillow. Someone knocks on my door repeatedly, but after a minute of knocking and calling my name, it stops. I cry harder just thinking about what has happened. I cry myself into a deep sleep. 

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My eyes start opening, and I look around, my vision blurry. I am unable to move, due to all the pain I'm in. For some reason, I'm on my back. When my eyes focus, I see I am in a white room. I look around and I see Sean sitting in a chair, praying quietly. I hear beeping and look to my right. The machine next to me is beeping and I know it's my heartbeat. I'm in a hospital. I cough suddenly, pulling Sean out of his prayer. He snaps his head up and looks at me. He has dry tear marks down his face. He is wearing a tight white v neck with light grey jogging bottoms and all black air forces. He rushes to my side and smiles weakly. I try to smile back but it hurts. I don't know why I'm even in here. Oh yeah, I remember now. Just thinking about it made me start crying again. Tears fall down my face. Sean then speaks. "Hey, hey. Don't cry. It's fine. I'm here. You're fine, you're safe now, okay?" he says softly, stroking my hair. I take a deep breath and nod slightly. "I'm gon' tell the doctor you're awake. I'll be back." Sean says, wiping my tears. He goes out the room, closing the door behind him. I sigh. I close my eyes. I hear muffled male voices outside my room and open my eyes. The door opens and some next stranger is staring at me. He's got a long, peach coloured face, plastered with wrinkles. He has a thin but wide smile, which is clearly over used. His pale blue eyes shine. His head is covered in short thin white hair. He is wearing dark blue medical scrubs and white converses. Finally he speaks. 

"You must be...er, Shanae." he says looking down at the clip board in his hands before looking back up at me. I just nod. "Well, Hi. I'm Doctor Wells, you're doctor for the time you are in this hospital." he says, rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet. He continues. "I seems as if you have sustained some pretty serious injuries, young lady." No FUCKIN', shit Sherlock, I think to myself. He reads off of his clipboard. "You have sustained a cut eyebrow, a swollen lip, and jaw, a slash to the back of you're head, heavy bruising to both arms, a cracked ankle, heavy bruising to the nose and you also have a black eye." I gasp. I can't believe he did all of that to me! Doctor Wells speaks. "We have treated the brain hemorrhage by releasing some of the blood that was putting pressure on your brain, we have repaired the pancreas and put the displaced knee cap back into place. We have given you stitches for your eyebrow and the gash to your head. I have also put you on some local painkillers." I nod and open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. My door opens again and a nurse walks in. She closes the door and stands by it. She has dark brown shiny hair pulled back into a clip. Her eyes are a dark brown colour, going perfectly with her pale skin and dark hair. She is wearing light blue scrubs. Doctor Wells then tells me I'm going to be fine and that I will have to stay here for some time. He then leaves. The nurse walks closer to me with a fake smile. I already know she might annoy me. "Hello. I'm Nurse Doggald. I will be taking care of you. It seems like you have hurt yourself, ain'tcha? Well, that's what I'm here for. I'm going to help get you all better again, orkaay? The first thing I need you to doo, is open your mouth and drink as much of this water as you can, orkaay?" she says in a thick Leeds accent. I nod slightly. She presses a button at the side of the bed and it bends so I am sitting up. She holds the cup to my lips and says "drink op!" all cheery like. I'm thirsty so of course, I drink everything. "Good girl! Well done, finishing that off. You deserve a gold star for that, you do!" I squint. A gold star? A gold star!!??? How old does this lady think I am? Talking to me like I'm a little kid! I'm not flippin five for crying out loud. I'm 15! I don't need a gold star. Sheesh! The cheek! 

"Don't baby me please. I'm not a little girl Nurse Doggald. I'm not five, I'm fifteen. So please start treating me like I am." I say. She looks at me with shock all up in her face. 

"Er, yeah. Yeah, sure." she replies. 

"Good. And thanks for the water. I needed that." She nods. I am tired like crazy so I fall asleep again.

I wake up again, in less pain than I was in before. My stomach grows violently as hunger takes over. I look around but there is no-one in here. I guess everyone left me to sleep. I hear male voices again and my door bursts open. Trey and Sean then walk in, laughing like mad. "That boy is too funny!" Trey says laughing still. What boy, I think to myself. Sean takes a seat in the chair he was sitting in and Trey sits on a chair next to the window. They then calm down, finally. I talk. "Can I have some food please?" Wow, its real hard to talk. Trey turns to me. 

"Yo, wag wan Sam. What did you say?" Trey asks. Why do they call me by my middle names nickname? I clear my throat and swallow. 

"Um, can I have some food please? I'm real hungry." My voice is so tiny. 

"Huh?" he comes to the bed. 

"Can you get me some food please?" 

"What?" he asks coming down to my height. 

"I said, can I have some food?" My voice not registering as sound to Trey. 

"Say what?" he asks putting his ear at my mouth. 

"Can I have some food please? I'm starving." He pulls his head away. 

"Yeah, yeah, sure." he says walking out. I didn't even get to say thank you. I look at Sean and smile at him. He returns the smile. I furrow my eyebrows. I open my mouth to speak, but close it again, knowing that he won't be able to hear me. I wave my hand to signal him to come. He stands next to the bed but I know it's still not close enough. I pull my fingers and he bends over to the height I'm at. I roll my eyes. Not close enough. I grab his head using both of my hands and pull his head closer. I place his ear at my mouth. 

"Hey, who was that boy you were on about?" I ask, still holding his head. 

"Oh, you're friend said something that was bare funny." I furrow my eyebrows in deeper confusion. 

"What friend?" 

"Um, Tay, Tish, Tar, TASHARD! Yes, Tashard." I freeze. My grip on Sean's head tightens. "You alright? Your kinda gripsing up my head." 

"Tashard's here?" I question, my voice squeaky. Sean tries to nod but can't because of my hands on his head. 

"Uh, yeah. He just went to get us all coffee." I release his head. He looks at me and carries on talking. 

"After you came home, Trey tried to talk to you but you're door was locked. After dat, like 5 minutes after dat, Tashard came over and the boy looked scaaared! He was talking baare fast. Then we had to calm him down with some Guinness Punch, innit. Den, when he was calm, he told us everyfin." 

"Everyfin?" 

"Yeah, everyfin." 

"What DID, he tell you, exactly?" I ask, grabbing the cup of water by the bed and drinking it. I place it back on the cabinet after drinking it all. 

"He said how he was walking to school and he saw you with Reuben, whoever that is. And how this Reuben guy was dragging you somewhere. He followed 'cos he wanted to know what was going on. He said you were making a right nuisance of yourself. Screamin' in the street and shit. Hitting this Reuben dude, and screamin' at him to let you go. Then he said how this Reuben dude pushed you in some alleyway and you fell. Apparently this guy was dragging you further into the alleyway. You were screamin' n shoutin' n shit. Tashard said the guy started hittin' you. Like proper beatin' the SHIT, out of you. He said that you were bleedin' and cryin'. He said it hurt him to see you in a bad way. He saw this dude remove is belt and push you down. He was shoutin' at you about some random shit. About how fucked up his life was and that you were going to make it all better." All the while he was talking, I was staring straight ahead, zoned out, thinking about how stupid I was not to fight back. I was thinking about Tashard and why he came to my house. Why did he tell my brothers lies? Why didn't he jus act like nothing happened? How much did Reuben supposedly pay him, and the question that is working me up, if what he said was true, about Reuben paying him to beat me up, why didn't he say no? Sean carried on telling me, his voice cracking a little. "He got on top of you, and... and um, he slapped you and told you to stay down. He, he, he um...he tried to take off your skirt but couldn't, so he just lifted up you're skirt and tried to take down you're shorts. That's when Tashard ran in and stopped him. He tackled Reuben and pulled him off you. He started to punch Reuben and shit. After he knocked the dick out, he tried to help you. He tried to tell you that you needed to go hospital but you ran. We then unlocked your door with the master key and found you unconscious, and there was blood everywhere. Like this yout PROPER fucked you up. N Trey n I was baare mad n we were gonna find that little nigga and fuck him up, as he did you. We had to call an ambulance and everything. Shit was scary as fuck." he said. At that moment, Trey walked in, wheeling in a tray with a bowl of red jelly, a bowl of 3 scoops of ice cream in vanilla, strawberry and chocolate covered in sprinkles, a cinnamon roll and a cup of hot chocolate on it. I smiled at him, and put my thumbs up. Boy was I ready to eat. Man I was starving. A wide smile spread across my face. I rubbed my hands together as the smell of sweet stuff captivated me. My door suddenly burst open and in walked Tashard. He looked at me and smiled. I screwed him with everything I had. He closed the door and handed my brothers their cups of coffee. He placed his coffee on the small table in the corner. He walked closer to me and my eyes widened, my blood boiling. The machine was beeping faster as my breathing deepened. My brothers looked at the machine and back at me. "Are you okay, Sam?" they questioned in unison. I ignored them and continued staring at Tashard. My appetite has dissolved into straight anger.  

"Get away from me." I say through gritted teeth. This FOOL, has the audacity to come closer. I back up on my bed. "Don't come any closer. Get him away from me please." Tashard looks at me in disbelief. 

"Nae. Shanae." he says. 

My eyes start tearing up and Tashard puts his hand in my face as if he was going to rub my cheek or something. I grab his hand and twist it. I push him away. "Get out Tashard. Please." I say. He looks at me hard. Tears start falling and I start crying. I put my head in my hands. I feel him rub my back. I snap up. "DON'T. TOUCH ME!" I scream at him. He then takes his hand away. "Just get out Tashard. I don't want you here." I say calmly, trying to keep in my anger and hurt. 

He blinks, once then twice. He swallows. "Shan-" I cut him off, enraged. 

"GET! OOOOUUUUTTTTT!!!!" I yell at him. He doesn't budge and I jump out of the bed. I limp to him, recognising the cast on my foot and leg, ignoring the pain once again. I start hitting him on his chest. My small fists making a hell of an impact on him. He stumbles back into the wall. 

"Sam, what're you doin'?" I hear one of my brothers say. I continue hitting Tashard on the chest. 

"GET OUT, TASHARD!!!!!!!!" I screamed. I stopped hitting him and backed up into the wall, sliding down it, and breaking down in tears. I put my knees up to my chest and rest my arms on it. I put my head on my arms, crying uncontrollably. 

"Nae." Tashard says softly, touching my arm. I flinch and, back away from him. 

"Please don't touch me." I say. He tries to touch me and comes closer. "No, please. Please don't touch me. I don't want you anywhere near me. Please just leave me alone." I plead in a high squeaky voice. 

There is silence in the room apart from my crying. I can feel his eyes on me. "Fine." he says. "I'm gone." he walks away and opens the door. He slams it shut behind him, causing me to jump. I feel my brothers come to me. I run my hands through my hair, my head still down. They sit on the floor with me. Trey pulls me into a hug. I lean on his chest and he wraps his arms around me. Sean then rubs my back. They whisper to me that everything is fine and everything is going to be alright. They say that they aren't going to let anyone hurt me again and that they will protect me. Just hearing them say that makes me feel safer again.

Sorry if it was boring. I know it was. It was a short chapter, kind of a filler I guess. Comment, Vote, Follow me! Share! You better share. Stay blessed and thanks for reading people! I can't remember what happens in the next chapter. I mean I've written it but I can't remember what happens. Oh well. Bye! 

Love from Samantha 

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